The Yield
Harvest of Heartache: A Farmer's Silent Sorrow
Lyrics
I don't sound so out of key
I maintain a musical harmony in my voice.
Though it's been awhile since you thought of me
It's been a long time since you last thought about me.
That's okay, I don't take it personally
I'm not bothered by your lack of thought; I don't take it personally.
'Cause I've been working on the farm
I've been working hard on the farm.
I use my back, I use my arms
I use my physical strength in the work.
I think this crop will turn out beautifully
I believe the crop I'm tending to will turn out beautifully.
But I keep one eye on the city lights
I keep an eye on the city lights.
And I see you there in your heels and tights and your top-hats
I see you in the city, dressed up, almost with a hint of regret.
Almost ruefully
This observation is made with a touch of ruefulness.
There's a wind that blows through now and then
There's an occasional wind that suggests I may not see you again.
That says I may never see you again
I lean on my hoe, feeling a sense of desperation.
I lean on my hoe almost desperately
But I'll be here through the winter snow
I'll be present when the garden flourishes again.
And I'll be here when the garden grows again
I want to keep a secret: I didn't give you my all.
But I don't want anyone to know
I regret not providing everything I could have.
I didn't give you all I had
No one should have treated you poorly.
No one should have treated you so badly
Then like a dream you disappear
I feel distant, unable to see you clearly.
I think, I can't even see you from here
I retreat and sleep deeply.
I go in and sleep deeply
But I'll be here through the winter snow
I'll endure until the garden blooms again.
And I'll be here when the garden grows again
I still want to keep it hidden that I didn't give my all to you.
But I don't want anyone to know
I regret not offering my complete self.
I didn't give you all I had
No one should have treated you poorly.
No one should have treated you so badly
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