Seeds We Sow
 

 Written by L. Buckingham

Soldiers of fortune, they do conceal Everything they're afraid to show Everything they once gave, now they just steal
Oh, the seeds we sow
Soldiers of fortune in paradise Had to let ourselves go Running through our veins was water cold as ice Oh, the seeds we sow

Sweet things, pretty things are dying In the penny arcade of Edgar Allan Poe Medicine men have all gone off spying
Oh, the seeds we sow
I had a dream that you reached for me in the night Touched me soft and slow Everything was wrong, but everything was right Oh, the seeds we sow

Oh, the seeds we sow
Oh, the seeds we sow
Oh, the seeds we sow
Oh, the seeds we sow

 

Amazon released an electric version of this song as an exclusive MP3 download.

Live version appears on One Man Show (2012)


WEBMISTRESS speculates:

TBD.

 
 

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