The World Is My Oatmeal (The Farmer Song) Lyrics

I've been writing letters

But I don't know where to send them

I untied my shoes and tied them again

Just so we wouldn't have to make eye contact

I've been searching for four leaf clovers

Found six or so when I wasn't looking

I know you're supposed to put on your own oxygen mask first

But there are people out there who are starving

People out there standing on crumbling soil

And goddamn it's hard to watch someone suffocating

And I typically refrain from carrying mirrors

My moon is full enough

So lately I've been standing closer to Earth to mollify my blood

And I've been changing colors

Digging my own watering holes

Lena isn't here anymore

Gotta ride out this elevator solo

I know I'll find more when I stop longing

And that brave and afraid are not mutually exclusive

And that I will be okay either way

Without them or not

But sometimes subsistence feels unsustainable

And sometimes I trip over wheelbarrows

I'm trying my best to sow my own

But I could still use a hand sometimes

So I guess I'll just keep growing

'Cause that must mean

That someone somewhere out there could certainly use mine

So what do you care that I'm not a woman

I'm still the same sorry fish I've always been

I could drop out of school and become a farmer

And you couldn't do anything about it