The Seeds I Was Sowing
I take the wine from the stooge's hand
His Master judges my past
The jester's choking on my alibi
This chapter will be my last
Cos now I know where I'm going
And wish I'd had time to pray
I know the seeds I was sowing
Came back to bite me today
The sun will rise in the morning
And tears will fall on my fate
I will fly with the wind and the rain
As I have left it too late
Yeah, I have left it too late
His Master judges my past
The jester's choking on my alibi
This chapter will be my last
Cos now I know where I'm going
And wish I'd had time to pray
I know the seeds I was sowing
Came back to bite me today
The sun will rise in the morning
And tears will fall on my fate
I will fly with the wind and the rain
As I have left it too late
Yeah, I have left it too late
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Writer(s): Michael Glenard Rand, Nardy Rand
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