Wildflower and Barley
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โฑ๏ธ 3:42 duration
๐ ID: 22902646
๐ Lyrics
Springtime in the country
Each time I'm shocked by the light
The world lying fallow and you are apart from me
Everything in my vision
Is movement and life
Riverboat, wheelbarrow
Wildflower and barley
Springtime in the country
I can smell summer on its breath
Low and harrowed lie the fields and the heart of me
Everything in my vision
Departure, and death
Riverboat, wheelbarrow
Wildflower, and barley
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
(Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
(The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt
Put my body to work
Mm, mm
Springtime in the city
The canal banks are empty again
Grass crying out to be heated by bodies
The street is for the laughter of young women and men
Canal boat and trolley
Wildflower and barley
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
(Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
(The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt
Unreal, unearth
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
(Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
(The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt
Put my body to work
Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Springtime from my window
Another month has not much longer now
The sun hesitates more
On each evening's darkening
Would all things God allows
Remain above ground?
Like grief and sweet memory
Wildflower and barley
Each time I'm shocked by the light
The world lying fallow and you are apart from me
Everything in my vision
Is movement and life
Riverboat, wheelbarrow
Wildflower and barley
Springtime in the country
I can smell summer on its breath
Low and harrowed lie the fields and the heart of me
Everything in my vision
Departure, and death
Riverboat, wheelbarrow
Wildflower, and barley
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
(Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
(The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt
Put my body to work
Mm, mm
Springtime in the city
The canal banks are empty again
Grass crying out to be heated by bodies
The street is for the laughter of young women and men
Canal boat and trolley
Wildflower and barley
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
(Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
(The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt
Unreal, unearth
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
(Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
(The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt
Put my body to work
Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Springtime from my window
Another month has not much longer now
The sun hesitates more
On each evening's darkening
Would all things God allows
Remain above ground?
Like grief and sweet memory
Wildflower and barley
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.61] Springtime in the country
[00:24.89] Each time I'm shocked by the light
[00:29.66] The world lying fallow and you are apart from me
[00:34.98] Everything in my vision
[00:37.38] Is movement and life
[00:40.32] Riverboat, wheelbarrow
[00:43.22] Wildflower and barley
[00:47.67] Springtime in the country
[00:52.76] I can smell summer on its breath
[00:58.35] Low and harrowed lie the fields and the heart of me
[01:02.97] Everything in my vision
[01:06.02] Departure, and death
[01:08.96] Riverboat, wheelbarrow
[01:11.69] Wildflower, and barley
[01:14.37] (The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
[01:19.86] (Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
[01:24.93] (The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
[01:30.45] I feel as useful as dirt
[01:34.31] Put my body to work
[01:37.98] Mm, mm
[01:44.14] Springtime in the city
[01:49.89] The canal banks are empty again
[01:54.84] Grass crying out to be heated by bodies
[01:59.88] The street is for the laughter of young women and men
[02:06.32] Canal boat and trolley
[02:08.96] Wildflower and barley
[02:11.25] (The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
[02:17.06] (Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
[02:22.12] (The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
[02:28.05] I feel as useful as dirt
[02:31.93] Unreal, unearth
[02:34.33] (The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
[02:39.65] (Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
[02:44.71] (The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
[02:50.31] I feel as useful as dirt
[02:54.11] Put my body to work
[02:57.73] Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
[03:00.43] Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
[03:04.19] Springtime from my window
[03:09.79] Another month has not much longer now
[03:14.87] The sun hesitates more
[03:17.76] On each evening's darkening
[03:21.00] Would all things God allows
[03:24.33] Remain above ground?
[03:27.44] Like grief and sweet memory
[03:30.66] Wildflower and barley
[03:34.29]
[00:24.89] Each time I'm shocked by the light
[00:29.66] The world lying fallow and you are apart from me
[00:34.98] Everything in my vision
[00:37.38] Is movement and life
[00:40.32] Riverboat, wheelbarrow
[00:43.22] Wildflower and barley
[00:47.67] Springtime in the country
[00:52.76] I can smell summer on its breath
[00:58.35] Low and harrowed lie the fields and the heart of me
[01:02.97] Everything in my vision
[01:06.02] Departure, and death
[01:08.96] Riverboat, wheelbarrow
[01:11.69] Wildflower, and barley
[01:14.37] (The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
[01:19.86] (Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
[01:24.93] (The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
[01:30.45] I feel as useful as dirt
[01:34.31] Put my body to work
[01:37.98] Mm, mm
[01:44.14] Springtime in the city
[01:49.89] The canal banks are empty again
[01:54.84] Grass crying out to be heated by bodies
[01:59.88] The street is for the laughter of young women and men
[02:06.32] Canal boat and trolley
[02:08.96] Wildflower and barley
[02:11.25] (The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
[02:17.06] (Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
[02:22.12] (The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
[02:28.05] I feel as useful as dirt
[02:31.93] Unreal, unearth
[02:34.33] (The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions
[02:39.65] (Are healing) This year, I swear it will be buried in words
[02:44.71] (The diggers are digging the earth) Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
[02:50.31] I feel as useful as dirt
[02:54.11] Put my body to work
[02:57.73] Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
[03:00.43] Mm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
[03:04.19] Springtime from my window
[03:09.79] Another month has not much longer now
[03:14.87] The sun hesitates more
[03:17.76] On each evening's darkening
[03:21.00] Would all things God allows
[03:24.33] Remain above ground?
[03:27.44] Like grief and sweet memory
[03:30.66] Wildflower and barley
[03:34.29]