The Grass Still Grows
Modern Eon
On a farm somewhere The grass is fighting through the concrete tears See 'em all abandoned Draw the curtains closed Will one surrender somebodys soul With a knife in (hold??) Working the land, hold Working the land All of the (deaf trees tiff greens?) The reconstruction so very real A step on its treatment Cuts the concrete square Someone who was grazing Are the times to spare The colour is changing, hold Working the land, hold Working the land