There were people living in a green valley
Found a way to make a lot of money
Made the green turn gradually gray
They figured they could do whatever they wanted
Everything would be alright
But scars don’t always heal away
And the sons and the daughters
Got diamonds and gold
But they were given a land where
Strong roots never take hold
Good seed don’t grow
On the barren ground
Good things don’t come along
As you just sit dreaming on Good seed don’t grow
On the barren ground
Say everything fades away
There you are still around
What’ll you do where will you go There was a ship along the coast
Carrying a whole of black money
In the sound near the northern lights
When the ship set sail
The crew looked for guidance
In the bottom of an empty glass
And the captain said
«Pour me another rye»
Then the water turned black
As a cold winter’s night
Good seed don’t grow
On the barren ground
Good things don’t come along
As you just sit dreaming on Good seed don’t grow
On the barren ground
Say everything fades away
There you are still around
What’ll you do where will you go