You're talking in circles
Re lax, we've got all day
Since you have eased your mind
So sit back, enjoy the fire
Who knows what we will find?
An d you sit and tend to the fire
And I see the corn getting higher
I work all day and I haunt myself
Well it helps to pass the time
when there is no one else
And a long day passes slowly
as sweat stays on my brow
But I know I will make it through,
as long as I make myself remembered.
I sit and look to the sky,
and I see the cone getting higher.
Well, inch by inch, the corn it grows
Until it's cut down to the ground
To meet spring this vicious cycle
But I've learned something
Because they'll refuse to go home
And you sit hand to hand to the fire
And I see the corn getting higher
you will al ways be home.
And I sit an d look up to the sky,
an d I see the cone getting higher.
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