Reap What You Sow

My barren plan to be a better man

Rots in abandoned fields

These idle hands inherit spoiled lands

As the hungry become the pigs

We reap (and) we sow

We mourn who we were

Love what we lost

In the grace of (youth)

Laying with lions to hide my grief

From the beast that never sleeps

Our tired hearts tear us apart

Searching for the key

Reap what we sow