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Oh, little plant You’ve got no chance You’ve seen the work You’ve danced the dance Front line fodder For someone else’s romance Eye for an eye Or some other insignificance Sycamore floating by while you were Making other plans Oh little plant Oh little plant But you wanted to be more And that’s ordinary Put your hand in the machine Can you hold it steady? They were watching sunsets You were straining for a vision Muddy’s the water in the ground Muddy’s the water anyhow Muddy’s the water anyhow From Letras Mania