donderdag 25 oktober 2007

Sowing Season



Was losing all my friends. Was losing them to drinking and to driving. Was losing all my friends, but I got 'em back.
I am on the mend. Atleast now I can say that I am trying. And I hope you will forget the things I still lack. Yeah.

Is it in you now to bear to hear the truths that you were spoken, twisted up by knaves to be a trap for fools.
Is it in you now to watch the things you gave your life to broken. You stoop and build them up with worn out tools. Yeah!

Nothing gets so bad a whisper from your father couldn't fix it. Your whisper's like a bridge, it's a river span.
Take all that you have, and turn it into something you were missing. Somebody threw that brick and shattered all your plans. Yeah!

Time to put the seeds into the cold ground, takes a while to grow anything, before it's coming to an end, yeah.
Before you put my body in the cold ground, take some time and warm it with your hand, before it's coming to an end, yeah.

Do you miss the blend of colour she left in your black and white field?
And do you feel condemned just for being there?

I am not your friend! I am just a man who knows how to feel! I am not your friend, I'm not your lover, I'm not your family! Yeah!

Time to get the seeds into the cold ground, takes a while to grow anything, before it's coming to an end, yeah!

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