Lyrics

Linda

Plant, these seeds
These leaves fall so easily
This fall, yeah, storm
Yet it seems oh so far, far away

Somewhere in the distance lies this truth that cannot be rectified
Watch it get taken away all for free
And Father can you hear the words they say, it?s twisted hypocrisy
To judge this justice and not let her be free

Release our minds
They toil unbridled clay
The sainted lay--they?re clothed in a cold locked cell

Somewhere in the distance lies this river that?s just run dry
People drank all she had to give
And mother where are you to speak to me, I can?t rely on the state, you see,
they stole everything you gave to me

Somewhere in the distance lies this truth that cannot be rectified
Watch it get taken away all for free
And Father can you hear the words they say, it?s twisted hypocrisy
To judge this justice and not let her be free
Oh Somewhere in the distance lies this river that?s just run dry
People drank all she had to give
And mother where are you to speak to me, I can?t rely on the state, you see,
they stole everything you gave to me