Winter took its toll on me, supposed to read Ptolemy
Instead I found irrelevance and read the whole anthology
It could have ended horribly, it could have gone and swallowed me
It’s a good thing I got out, especially in this economy
When a lifeline came in the form of spring
I ploughed my fields when I could have been ploughing other things
Yeah, thing is when you’re planting peas expecting apples to grow
Nature’s like “no”

Oh no no, you can only reap what you sow
Oh no no, you can only reap what you sow
I’m at my limit and that’s a place where I don’t go-o-o-o
Oh no no, you can only reap what you sow
You can only reap what you sow

I awoke one afternoon
To check on how my crops were doing
My anxiety ballooned
What once was pitiful was ruined
So through a set of gritted teeth
I told the gods they’d be late bloomers
And they’d bear fruits beyond belief
But they all had no sense of humour
So I was banished from their lands
You know, I’d like to say I fought them
Instead I merely shook their hands
And said I’d see them in the autumn
‘Cause I am by no means the best
And I am by no means the largest
But I am wise enough to invest
My efforts into this year’s harvest

Oh oh oh, you will surely reap what you sow
Oh no, you will never get the better of me, I will never let it be
I’ll engineer a recipe to take out what is stressing me
And put in what was getting me to go-o-o-o
Oh, oh, oh, then I’ll make go way less slow

You think you’ve got your kingdom til it overthrows you
Well it’s this that shows you
That this earth owes you

Nothing, nothing, this earth owes you nothing
Nothing, nothing, this earth owes you nothing
I keep saying double but you keep on halving
Now you’ll be in trouble, you will be starving