Lyrics mewithoutYou – Bullet To Binary (Pt. Two)

Let us die, let us die!
And, dying, we reply and lower our baskets down into the open bed of the fruit truck passing by.
And we can smile at each other again, me and my Cantaloupe Friend, cast our cares as a couple of Pears put a Blueberry garland on an Apple’s head.
The Apple threw our half-baked fears like a wooden shoe in the windmill gear.

Ya subhannallah
Hayyul Qayyum
Subhannallahi Amma Yassifun
Sallalah wallah Muhammad (Sal.)
Ya Rabbi sali alaihi wa salim

Lettuce grows, lettuce grows in neatly sectioned beds and rows, but one day asked the Gardener to be moved to where the Eggplant goes.
The reason being, I must confess, I adore her shining, purple dress!
As the Eggplant listened in, she wasn’t offended but she wasn’t impressed.
The Potato called from underground: You’ve got it all turned upside-down.
Does the Rain that’s sent each spring anew to fall on her not fall on you?
You project on her your inward scenes, she’s a blank, external movie screen.
But the One who looks out from your eyes looks through hers and looks through mine.

We all well know, we’re gonna reap what we sow.
We all well know, we’re gonna reap what we sow.
So may we old-fashionably suggest the Unmarried not undress?
We well know we’re gonna reap what we sow.
We all well know, we’re gonna reap what we sow.
We all well know what kind of crops are gonna grow.
From each time you disrespect your parents, you better hope we don’t hear it!
We who know: you’re gonna reap what you sow.

We all well know, we’re gonna reap what we sow.
But Grace, we all know, can take the place of all we owe.
So why not let’s Forgive everyone everywhere everything all the time…

All the time everyone everywhere everything x6