Bp & the Big Picture - Poor Farmer's Son

When you were born you didn't feel a thing
Cradled in her warmth your mothers broken wings
You rise with the sun and what you've become
Tend to your field you poor farmer's son
You poor farmer's son

Eyes spinning 'round the stars stand still
Slow autumn eve the city called your name
Snow began to fall and there it remained
She cried in the night does anything stay
Oh does anything stay

Married up young with flowers in bloom
Now quiet and cold with weeds round the tomb
Dandelion heads appear on the floor
Lead a trail to your room and what you had before
Oh and what you had before

You stand in the light of a another scorching moon
The window sings your song the truth breaking through
So reap what you sow again and again
A moment then it's gone
Oh you poor farmer's son

Oh you poor farmer's son

Written by:
Barryphillip Arruda

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