Seeds

We won't grow over a hill of weeds,
But I ain't gonna quit my tryin',
I don't know of any seeds anymore,
They are sprouted or they're dyin'

We awoke before the sun can say,
Its hidding underneith and covered,
Oh, night's moon will enspire us with song,
Until the sun's light is recovered

You can take from me this chaffy gold,
And can purchase where I am standin',
But I will be sure I plant revered seeds,
Into the ground for their expandin'

Listen you all to the raven bird,
It knows to not conceal the brightened,
It will conquer the thieves of the light,
And give hope those who are frightened

You may take with you this sturdy cane,
Faithful to me and my walkin',
They are hoping to bury us today,
And never let roots grow to stalkin'