The Gardener Of Eden
The Style Council Lyrics


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True I was a gardener, once upon a time.
When the world ws young and all the earth was mine
Mine to tend to, to plough and to sow.
Before mankind came and rendered all things low.
And beauty was it's first name by this I would call.
And ready the harvest for one and for all.

The orchards and the wheatfields which could of fed the world,
Were divided up like money and sold through human slaves
The rivers fresh, the hillsides that had no need of name,
Now ran red with the life blood and drunk with guilty shame.

The gentle bough was broken and twisted out of shape,
And who knows the consequences when the bough doth break,
The mother soil which reared it's young, now reared her angry head,
And rain fell down like teardrops upon the flower beds.

The blame for this I'm in no doubt, is mine and mine alone,
But so proud was I of my work, I had to share it's growth -




'Tis true I was a gardener in the time before the flood,
Now these greenfingers of mine - are stained by angels blood.

Overall Meaning

The Style Council's song 'The Gardener Of Eden' is a thought-provoking take on the consequences of mankind's actions upon nature. In the first verse, the lyrics begin with a nostalgic reflection on the time before mankind's existence, when everything on the earth was beautiful, and the singer was a gardener taking care of the world. However, as the verse progresses, the lyrics explain how mankind's greed took over, and the earth's beauty was destroyed.


The second verse of the song is far less nostalgic and more accusatory, where the blame is placed on mankind for the destruction of the earth's beauty. The lyrics explain how the orchards, wheat fields, rivers and hillsides were divided up and exploited through slavery, leading to disastrous consequences. The imagery used to describe the earth is also powerful, which makes it easier for the listeners to understand the message in the song.


In the final verse, the lyrics take a personal turn, and the singer takes responsibility for the earth's destruction, concluding with the shocking confession that his green fingers are stained with angel's blood. The song is a critique of mankind's actions and a warning about the consequences of not taking care of the earth.


Line by Line Meaning

True I was a gardener, once upon a time.
I used to be a gardener before the world was tainted by mankind's actions.


When the world was young and all the earth was mine
During a time when the world was untouched by humans and I had the freedom to cultivate the land.


Mine to tend to, to plough and to sow.
I had the responsibility to care for and cultivate the land, and plant seeds for future harvest.


Before mankind came and rendered all things low.
The state of the world changed once humans entered the picture, leading to the decline of all things.


And beauty was its first name by this I would call.
The natural world was beautiful and full of wonder, and that was its defining characteristic.


And ready the harvest for one and for all.
The earth was bountiful and could provide for everyone's needs.


The orchards and the wheatfields which could of fed the world,
The land was once capable of sustaining the entire world with its fertile orchards and fields of wheat.


Were divided up like money and sold through human slaves
The land was treated as a commodity to be bought and sold, with humans forced into slavery to work the land.


The rivers fresh, the hillside that had no need of name,
The rivers and hills were pristine and did not require any recognition, as their natural state was enough.


Now ran red with the life blood and drunk with guilty shame.
The natural world has been polluted and destroyed, with blood and shame marking the landscape.


The gentle bough was broken and twisted out of shape,
The natural world has been altered and damaged, with gentle trees now broken and deformed.


And who knows the consequences when the bough doth break,
The outcome of these changes is uncertain and potentially catastrophic.


The mother soil which reared its young, now raised her angry head,
The earth, which once nurtured new life, is now expressing its outrage at the destruction caused by humans.


And rain fell down like teardrops upon the flower beds.
Even the natural elements, like rain, are mourning the loss of beauty and life in the world.


The blame for this I'm in no doubt, is mine and mine alone,
I take responsibility for my part in the destruction of nature.


But so proud was I of my work, I had to share it's growth -
I was proud of my gardening and wanted to share the beauty and bounty of nature with others.


'Tis true I was a gardener in the time before the flood,
I was a cultivator of nature during a time before its destruction.


Now these greenfingers of mine - are stained by angels blood.
My hands, once used for cultivating life, are now tainted and stained by the bloodshed caused by humanity's actions.




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