Interlude

I remember those times, when you said to me, that if love is lost, you should let it be

And I know this, this much is true, when the world comes crashing down on you

I woke up in the morning, and I found a farmers field. And I went to the same place that held the biggest crop yield

And I found a goat, munching on the remains. Y'all, I wish that the greenest grass could always stay the same

And I know this much, you're the truest of the true, in a bed of a truck, looking at the sky over you

And I know this, I know this, when the world's falling in, the horizon on the wheat grass will never stay the same