Pastoral

Lyrics
Your youth is gone Your life is over Years of cheer Reduced to this A crumbling mess On a September morn Your blood flows by Like a meandering stream Bubbling Gurgling Brook-like Baking in the midday sun Hard on the outside Soft on the inside (That's a nice contrast) I saw you there Sioux City bound In a cornfield I saw you there Stinking
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Credits
- Writers
- Mac McNeilly
- David William Sims
- Duane Denison
- David Yow