Daniel Smith - Bullet to Binary (Pt. Two) lyrics

Let us die, let us die! In dying we reply And lower our baskets down Into the open bed Of the fruit truck pa**ing by And we can smile at each other again Me and my cantelope friend Cast our cares at the couple of pears Put a blueberry garland on an apple bed The apple threw our half baked fears Like a wooden shoe in the windmill gear The turning stopped and we clearly saw The flaws in that which finds the flaw The strawberry said to the tangerine "my face is red but our hats are green" Be it orchard or a curling vine The son of yours is the Son that's mine Ya subhannallah Hayyul Qayyum Subhannallahi Amma Ya**ifun 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 "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 sent each spring anew To fall on her not fall on you? You project on her your inward scene 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 all 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 so 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 everyone everywhere everything (repeat to end)