Broken Stems

They had gently said that "you are dead" But I find that hard to believe You may have run your course, the whole world across But I find you have to live before you die Broken, broken stem Lay down your head But the seed, the seed, the seed is sown and of the land So lay in your grave, 'cause that's why they're made But don't expect, don't expect no company But don't, don't you mind, I'll think of you all the time But don't lay or lie on account of me Broken, broken stem Lay down your head But the seed, the seed, the seed is sown and of the land