Sky Piece

On the edge of a small town, on a small farm there lived a small boy with five sisters

One dad, and a pig

And the father, he was born there, in that very same town

And in all of his years there, it never let him down

But the boy asked him questions about other, bigger towns

And all of these questions were met with a frown

So while doing his chores, the boy often doddled and dreamed

And he sang to his pig of the big world he’d see

A piece of the sky came falling down

Landed in the field by my house

I woke in the night