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Farmer

from Pharmer EP by New Madrid, MO

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I used to daydream about hammering train tracks through the sky, as that summer sun baked leather on our backs. I'd squint my eyes into that nuclear blue and watch the afternoon roar by, and I pray that there's a boxfan in the window when I die.

We busted our knuckles, and we left our fingerprints in blood, and in mud, on limestone and implements. Sweat bees stung our skin, and sweat stung our eyes, and I pray that there's a boxfan in the window when I die.

I've learned so much about myself, but that don't change the decisions I've made. My father is my barometer, and I pray that he don't cave. For his defeat would be my defeat, and his ruin my own. I can never fall too far knowing what's at the end of old Slate Road.

I've woken up shaking on all them bathroom floors. I didn't think I'd make it through this summer, but I got back up for more. I can't bring myself to throw away these things that I don't need, like chicken shit and tablescraps. I've always got some demons to feed.

But now my back's just as bad, and my heart's just as sore, and I don't know if I wanna be a farmer anymore.

I want to say so many things to you, but so many ears would hear. And they'd all believe it meant for them alone, so may I make it clear. This is no longer for anyone but myself and myself alone, cuz if I don't start wisin' up, I'll never make it home. I'll keep my head down while I'm tilling and tending rows. I'm humbled, but not broken. I'm reaping what I've sown. On the road to Damascus, AR I'll pull the scales from my eyes. And I pray that there's a boxfan in the window when I die.

Yeah, I pray that there's a boxfan in the window when I die.

I just want to spend my days like dreams, but if I keep carryin' on, then there's no hope for me.

But now my back's just as bad, and my heart's just as sore, and I don't know if I wanna be a farmer anymore.

credits

from Pharmer EP, released December 27, 2009
Andrew Dietz: Vocals, guitars, bass
Nick Naioti: Vocals, percussion
Walt Stallings: Drums

Gang vocals courtesy the House Pride Family Singers (New Madrid, Matt Lawhead, Kevin Tillery, Justin Hickerson, Alex Fun, Megan Bergold)

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