Hands Like Houses The Sower ( Acoustic)

An acoustic version of The Sower. Filmed by Gregory McCann (gmccannpictures). 21, March, 2011 The Sower I wade through the earth, Sowing my own, bound up in discords Spread in the stones, Planting deep into ready fears. Soak in these heavy rains, Break from your chrysalis beneath the clay. Though I left you behind, I m all the while, wanting, to make my way home. All the while, watching, to see just how you ve grown. I m the seeds among you, I am emerald blades With other sides and deeper shades. I m the weeds among you, I am constriction. I m the tightness in your chest. I could ruin you. I am the horizon, the sinking sun, I m the buried, the believer, the tomorrow that will come. I m the seeds among you, I am emerald blades With other sides and deeper shades. I m the weeds among you, I am constriction. I m the tightness in your chest. I cou br, br,