Tonight I came across a small farm
With a red brick house and big red barn
Where the cows roamed free
And the sun set just behind the field
It was calling me.
As I approached, it was almost like looking at a memory
The house I’d live in, standing before me
Oh fuck, am I really going to live on a farm? I thought
The house, tucked underneath big oak trees
All I could see was my baby and me.
And the cows? I’d pray for each one when it’s their time to go
To feel the honor of feeding the future with something real
Something loved.
Tonight I came across a small farm
And I think one day I might live there.