Seeds for Sale

Come from the road, come pass the bottle 'round
Take off your boots and sit down by the fire
All of your roads are salted and sleepy now
Come lay your head
Come lay your head next to mine

Seeds for sale

You were born in the glow of cement and dead roses
You've spent your whole life with the radio on
Now the world's full of shepherds
Who've forsaken their records, boy
These are the days of blackboard and fingernail

Seeds for sale
Seeds for salе

Is your heart on your sleeve
'cause thеy'll push and they'll pull it
And the flowers you carry will wither and die
But you're gonna kick like a deer full of bullets
Make a run for the highway and leave them behind

Seeds for sale (seeds for sale)
Seeds for sale (seeds for sale)
Seeds for sale (seeds for sale)
Seeds for sale (seeds for sale)



Credits
Writer(s): James Christopher Monger
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