the moon was a slither in the middle of the month
and we gave up dithering and went on our way
we sowed seeds wherever we went
falling leaves and everything we meant
there was a frosting of sleet on the water and the asphalt
as we grew sweet on the rest of the world
we sowed seeds wherever we went
falling leaves and everything we meant
we married gutsy and we're cousins with calm
but the bloodline boasts the opposite and there was frost on the palm
as we stabbed in the dark right up to the hilt
a slight fear of backlash of bruising and guilt
there smiles a face with encouragement to lend
while the weekly why us siren's sounding again like an alarm
we sowed seeds
falling leaves on the grounds of the towns that devoured us
we sowed seeds for the earnest and dedicated darlings
with too much love and too much time here's to you
