Sowing Season (Yeah)
Was losing all my friends
Was losing them to drinking and to driving
Was losing all my friends, but I got 'em back
I'm on the mend
At least now I can say that I am trying
And I hope you will forget things I still lack, yeah
Is it in you now
To barely hear the truth that you have spoken?
Twisted up by knaves, to make a trap for fools
Is it in you now
To watch the things you gave your life to broken?
And stoop and build them up
With worn out tools
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah! (Oh)
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 would miss if
Somebody threw that brick, shattered all your plans
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah! (Oh)
Yeah!
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
It 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 to warm it with your hand
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
It's coming to an end, yeah
(It's coming to an end, yeah)
Do you miss the blend
Colors she left in your black and white field?
Do you feel condemned just being there?
I'm not your friend
I'm just a man who knows how to feel
I'm not your friend
I'm not your lover
I'm not your family
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah! (Oh)
Yeah!
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
It takes a while to grow anything
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
Was losing them to drinking and to driving
Was losing all my friends, but I got 'em back
I'm on the mend
At least now I can say that I am trying
And I hope you will forget things I still lack, yeah
Is it in you now
To barely hear the truth that you have spoken?
Twisted up by knaves, to make a trap for fools
Is it in you now
To watch the things you gave your life to broken?
And stoop and build them up
With worn out tools
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah! (Oh)
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 would miss if
Somebody threw that brick, shattered all your plans
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah! (Oh)
Yeah!
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
It 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 to warm it with your hand
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
It's coming to an end, yeah
(It's coming to an end, yeah)
Do you miss the blend
Colors she left in your black and white field?
Do you feel condemned just being there?
I'm not your friend
I'm just a man who knows how to feel
I'm not your friend
I'm not your lover
I'm not your family
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah! (Oh)
Yeah!
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
It takes a while to grow anything
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Accardi, Jesse Thomas Lacey, Brian Marc Lane, Garrett James Tierney
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