Do you miss the blend
I'm not your lover, I'm not your family
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
A whisper from your father couldn't fix it
Stoop and build them up with worn out tools?
I am just a man who knows how it feels
I am not your friend
Before you put my body in the cold ground
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
I am on the mend
Do you feel condemned just being there?
At least now I can say that I'm trying
To watch the things you gave your life to broken
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take some time and warm it with your hands
Nothing gets so bad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Takes a while to grow anything
Yeah, yeah
I am not your friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it in you now
Somebody threw that brick and shattered all your plans
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
And turn it into something you were missing
Your whispers like a bridge, he's a river span
Takes a while to grow anything
Of colors she left in your black and white field
It's coming to an end
Is it in you now
And I hope you will forget things I still lack
Was losing all my friends, I got them back
Twisted up by knaves in a trap for fools?
And take all that you have
To bare to hear the truths that you have spoken
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
