Rogue Valley

Rogue Valley - The Planting Moon lyrics

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I might be a driver on the highway

In a big rig gliding through the veins and arteries



In a covered wagon piled to the top

With livestock, with produce

With any kind of crop, I'll radio:



When the scenery has all been seen

When the bushes are shaken

And the shot is clean

There's beauty to be found

On the stripped and dusty ground

Drop a seed in the soil

And let it grow



I might be a numb and foolish man

The most foolish thing I think

Is that I'm younger than I am



And that I've got

All the time I need to figure things

But what's true today

Is not always held forever true, I'll radio:



When the irrigation channels open wide

When the cattle farms and thunderstorms

Fill the countryside

There's beauty to behold

On the cracked and crooked road

Drop a seed in the soil

Let it grow



If I see a hitchhiker on the side

We'll do a triple digit ride in Georgia overdrive



And discover that all before has been bereft

Maybe two wrongs can make a right, tonight

Maybe two rights can make a left, I'll radio:



When the orange blossoms come in bloom

When the Earth is covered in her sweet perfume

There's beauty one can find

In the most desolate of times

Drop a seed in the soil

And let it grow
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