a farmer's only son
my name is william
a farmer's only son
I grew up in the wheat fields
and when my days were done
I'd walk down dirt roads
until the stars came out
I always had the same dream
I never had a doubt
it's in my head
it's nearly all worked out
before I'm dead…
I'll build an aeroplane
and fly it to the sun
i'm letting go the reins
to see what i can become
I'll never be the same
a farmer's only son
farming's hard
It turns a man to dust
my father's in the ground now
my mother followed close
she knew i wouldn't stay
there's nothing for me here
just an empty farmhouse
and another wasted year
it's in my head
it's nearly all worked out
before I'm dead…
I'll build an aeroplane
and fly it to the sun
i'm letting go the reins
to see what i can become
I'll never be the same
a farmer's only son
sometimes it seems empty
and sometimes out of reach
that dream that haunts me
and make me lose sleep
I'll build an aeroplane
and fly it to the sun
i'm letting go the reins
to see what i can become
I'll never be the same
a farmer's only son
my name is william
a farmer's only son
Thursday, October 25, 2007
A farmer's only son
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