There ain’t nothing worth growing
Unless you got the time to pick!
The time I spent sowing,
Has been stolen
Cuz I ain’t got the money to water,
The tax man controlling every drop I take.
My garden seems to get smaller,
With every seed I plant,
I am waiting for that plantation,
That I am told is waiting for me,
Somewhere high in the sky.
I hear the darkness telling me to rise,
The sun is waiting to beat me down,
24 hours never seems enough,
To sow the seeds of life stuck deep inside.