Lyrics:

God on a cross—who would have thought it?
This place looks nothing like Eden
But there is no death here in the ruins;
This is the land of the breathing
Out past the fear, doubt becomes wonder
Rivers appear and I’m going under

Here in the wild, my hands are empty
And yet I’ve had all I needed
There is no drought here in the desert
I’ve found a water that’s living
Out past the fear, doubt becomes wonder
Rivers appear and I’m going under

Evergreen, evergreen
The tree of life is evergreen
Evergreen, evergreen
The tree of life is evergreen