There’s a feeling like a weight upon my chest
A heavy heart that keeps me up all night
It’s an old familiar battle
That I’m learning how to fight

I’m gonna walk outside
Put my hands in the dirt
Gonna lay a seed in the broken earth
Gonna wait for the sun
Pray for the rain
My act of resistance is gardening

My arms can’t hold the worries of this world
But still I am afraid of letting go
When life is overwhelming
And I start to lose my hope

I’m gonna walk outside
Put my hands in the dirt
Gonna lay a seed in the broken earth
Gonna wait for the sun
Pray for the rain
My act of resistance is


Trusting that the spring will come after the snow
And every blooming flower is a miracle
Each single seed holds a hidden life
And good things grow in good time

I’m holding on when darkness comes
I’m on the vine
I’m not alone
My protest is hope and light
My marigolds are picket signs
I’m gonna walk outside

I’m gonna walk outside
Put my hands in the dirt
Gonna lay a seed in the broken earth
Gonna wait for the sun
Pray for the rain
My act of resistance is gardening
Gardening
I’m gonna walk outside