Sometimes

Life here on a farm isn’t always what it seems
Especially when your silo is full of broken dreams  
I walk down one row and back up again  
Like a arrow on a bow with seeds I sow  
I talk to a scarecrow with a tears in his eye  
The birds gather all around and never seem to fly  
  
Sometimes... I always never understand  
Sometimes... I can relate  
 
She walks through the pumpkins and calls herself baby girl  
Says she’s a daddy’s girl and she was her mama’s pearl  
Talks to voices that echoes from a field of stone  
Finds comfort in a space where their never alone  
 
Sometimes... I always never understand  
Sometimes... I can relate  
Sometimes... I can’t find myself  
And Sometimes... I just miss you  
 
I found myself next to the softness of her skin  
She moves like the ocean as she pulls within  
I found myself drifting among the stars  
As the view of an Angel I never knew  
She whisperers as sense of euphoria fills her eyes  
Moments like these you can’t share as they turn into alibis  
 
Sometimes... I always never understand  
Sometimes... I can relate  
Sometimes... I can’t find myself  
And Sometimes... I just miss you