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.