this song is dedicated to the memory of
annie florence davies and carol bryans. like a seed that is sewn
all the children are scattered
by a breeze that is blown
now the crops are all scattered
now some of us are barmy and battered
and the fields where we gathered
are overgrown in weeds and in tatters
through it all we were scattered
to the fields we are scattered
to grow wild and sleep rough
till from the earth we are torn
and the spirit can live on
though it's scattered in the world beyond
and i've been out of my mind
ever since she's been gone
i look around that empty room
those scattered clues she left behind
a photograph with a smiling face
a cigarette stubbed out on the fireplace
a coffee cup with her lipstick stains
i guess i'll never see her again
now my life is all scattered
ever since she's been gone
i feel the blues coming on
but we'll pick up the pieces that scattered
we're gonna stick together
i've been alone to contemplate
time and space and why world's move
while sitting in my solitude
i've watched the stars and wondered why
they're scattered up there in the sky
and is she up there out of view
the reason why this life on earth
is scattered like the universe
i'm scattered here and scattered there
bits of me scattered everywhere
to the fields we are scattered
then from the dust we are born
we survive somewhat battered
in the end what will it matter
there'll only be my ashes to scatter
and all the logical answers
will be scattered in time
to the earth you are scattered
you're going home so what does it matter
scattered here while you travel time