seeds we sow

soldiers of fortune that do conceal

everything they're afraid to show

everything they once gave now paid to steal

oh

the seeds we sow

soldiers of fortune in paradise

have to tell ourselves let go

running through their veins with water cold as ice

oh

the seeds we sow

oh

ta

ta

ta

oh

ta

ta

ta

sweet things

pretty things are dying

in the penny arcade of edgar allan poe

medicine men have all gone spying

oh

the seeds we sow

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

ta

ta

ta

oh

ta

ta

ta

oh

ta

ta

ta

oh

ta

ta

ta

oh

oh

the seeds we sow

oh

oh

the seeds we sow

oh

oh

the seeds we sow

oh

the seeds we sow