Testo Little Plant

Oh, little plant
You’ve got no chance
You’ve seen the work
You’ve danced the dance
Front line fodder
For someone else’s romance
Eye for an eye
Or some other insignificance Sycamore floating by while you were
Making other plans
Oh little plant
Oh little plant

But you wanted to be more
And that’s ordinary
Put your hand in the machine
Can you hold it steady?
They were watching sunsets
You were straining for a vision
Muddy’s the water in the ground
Muddy’s the water anyhow
Muddy’s the water anyhow