wilco
side with the seeds
Tires type black Where the blacktop cracks Weeds spark through Dark green enough to be blue When the mysteries we believe in Aren’t dreamed enough to be true Some side with the leaves Some side with the seeds  The treetops nod the rain applauds The park grows dark And the swings all slowly die But you and I will be undefeated by agreeing to disagree No one wins but the thieves so why side with anything  The streetlights glow Comes and goes When the sun comes back As we all can plainly see Embracing the situation Is our only chance to be free I’ll side with you If you side with me