E.G. Phillips - This Infertile Valley

​You can’t satiate this thirsty ground
Nothing of sustenance can be found
No seeds I plant will germinate
Yet I come here when hunger comes ‘round

Here the tree roots only grow shallow
The blood of the wounded has salted the soil
Out on the skyline a thunderhead blooms
A coyote is skulking along the arroyo

It’s time to leave this infertile valley
It’s time to leave this infertile valley

The unfinished furrows, the abandoned plows
The swords that forged them all nameless now
The well has gone dry, the windmill is weary
Foundations jut out like a sunken ship’s bow

I saw you next to your dingy Volkswagen
Slumped on its side with a busted back axle
You were crank’n away on a rusty pump handle
To coax one last drop forth through your sheer passion

It’s time to leave this infertile valley
It’s time to leave this infertile valley

The ancient Maya and old Babylon
Fell long ago and are long since gone
It’s a matter on which academics debate
Maybe they just felt like moving on

It’s time to leave this infertile valley
It’s time to leave this infertile valley
It’s time to leave this infertile valley

Written by:
ERIC PHILLIPS

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