Entangled - Parable Lyrics

All through your life some people will lie to ya
Sharing opinions and wisdom to guide ya
Telling you how their good fortune was struck
When the seeds that they sprinkled just landed in luck
A tree may have grown and fruit may have born
But the lucky soil's surrounded by thorns
That's why the crows didn't land there and feed
And gave chance for the plants to become from the seed
The thorny old vines will grow on the tree
Stealing the sun that the tree needs to be
Choking it down to the ground it will fall
To the plants and the ants and the creatures that crawl
To be plucked from the rot by the mother of crows
And brought to her nest where the seed sower sows
Where her chicks will take flight and be stealing the seeds
Where the only ones safe are in thorns and the weeds