MUSIC FOR SALE

Wisdom carved into a tree
Was brought to my attention
Instructing me explicitly
To read the aforementioned
It said to love thy neighbor
So I cut the bastard down
And used the wood
To build a house
Far away from town

Forty acres for a fool
On solitary land
Has given me the hopes and dreams
To stay away from man
And privatize my sacred life
From others in the past
But abstinence seeks sustenance—
How long will it last?

Green is the velvet landscape
Rolling out for miles
Watercolors vividly
Airbrushed in the skies
Sun rays in the trees
Making perfect lines
Laying in a field, dreaming—
And the grass is mine

Summer’s hot and winter’s cold
No one here as I get old
Forty acres and a plot
To sit alone and be forgot

I have a place, a humble home
On a sacred plot
It’s where I choose to be alone
But please, forget me not
I will hold you in my heart
As if you were still mine
And hold you there forevermore
Until the end of time

Green is the velvet landscape
Rolling out for miles
Watercolors vividly
Airbrushed in the skies
Sun rays in the trees
Making perfect lines
Laying in a field, dreaming—
And the grass is mine

Green is the velvet landscape
Rolling out for miles
Watercolors vividly
Airbrushed in the skies
Sun rays in the trees
Making perfect lines
Laying in a field, dreaming—
And the grass is mine

And the grass is mine

And the grass is mine