Corn Song

Your running around is making me dizzy, I have to look away
You’re talking too much, you’re talking in circles, relax we’ve got all day
And it looks like it’s been a while since you have eased your mind
So sit back enjoy the fire, who knows what we will find

And you sit and tend to the fire
And I see the corn getting higher
And no matter where the wind may blow
You will always be home

I work hard, I work all day, and I hum to myself
Well it helps to pass the time when there is no one else
And a long day passes slowly as sweat stays on my brow
But I know I will make it through as long as I make myself remember

I sit and I look to the sky
And I see the corn getting higher
And no matter where the wind may blow
I will always be home

Inch by inch the corn it grows until it’s cut down to the ground
And each spring this vicious cycle will again turn around
But I’ve learned something from this year’s crop’s inconspicuous wisdom
Because they’ll refuse to go before leaving a sweet tasted on my tongue

And you sit and tend to the fire
And I see the corn getting higher
And no matter where the wind may blow
You will always be home

I sit and I look to the sky
And I see the corn getting higher
And no matter where the wind may blow
I will always be home