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Trapped In a car Split in half By a snow plough 
Can't Help wondering How it would be With you 
Make no mistakes I'm still here all alone And trying

Spring leads me to the plough
I love you so much I don't even know how
I love you so much I don't even know how
To love you this much

Big field

road where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting

five
All the forests came alive
The bees burst out from in the hive
To greet you in the meadow

On the day you were a man
Plough I placed into your hand

we'll all see the light
Just to make sure that there'll be no doubt
If you're behind the desk or behind the plough
When He comes back all the world will

route oh I thought it was drought too much paper bring a plough push it out purple city calm you down paramount oh I thought it was drought on it now oh

The World in Her Arms [Bonus Track]

The Lilac Time

Compendium: The Fontana Trinity

2001

And we do it, do it
Do it for love

I love the soil, speed the plough
A distant trumpet calls me now
The brother country and sister sun
A world in her arms

nature's gifts, but are threatened by man's plough
It's insane
Water captured in the ground, serves all that lives on land
We chose to rape it all, pillaged

black mud ploughs
Burning my skin
Burying my being
It wasn't meant to be

Carry my soul once again
Through joyful sands
Where my feet reach the ground

leaves fall from the branches
Like tears that plough
For a new seeding
Now my belly is empty
Like an unfillable sack

You'll try to fill it
With anyone
But

out
we've got secrets heart of soap
what have we got no matter what
we plough the mud
heart of soap
what have we got
we've got we've got secrets secrets

'Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly, that told me so.

Call up your men, dilly, dilly, set them to work,
Some to the plough, dilly, dilly, some to the fork.

One thousand ploughs my heart
Grind on my spine
Fields of flowers sun embraced
Broken by the driven mass

Smiling faces, laughing child
No suffering

Keeper of Great Ursa
Herdsman of the Plough
Lead us, noble Arcturus
Brother of Izar
Prince of constellations
All hail the brightest star

We tore the cloak

Titmouse McDonald's nothing and junk parade

Godspeed the plough to the future of everyday

Someone laughed and she winced

Another one cried

We grew our garden in this soil
I’m covered in it now
I will no longer sweat or toil
but sleep beneath the plough

I loved this place and I loved you

Who made thee Hob forsake the Plough, and fall in love?
Sweet beauty which hath power to bow the gods above
What, dost thou serve a shepherdess?
Ay,

ploughs,

They will bury your empty coffin; they will raise for you a stone,
They will know you fell in glory,
In the corner of some lonely foreign field,

TO PLOUGH
YOU CAN BET YER PRIZE YOUNG SOW
I'LL HITCH THAT BLADE
TO THE DARK GREY MAID
THE MASSEY FERGIE

On the morrow it's good weather Assumrite
So She's

as black and white blue-collars
Plough their rut.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Ankle deep

horse I'll yoke
Till my plough t’was a rust-coloured brown.
Till my smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay

horse I'll yoke
Till my plough t’was a rust-coloured brown.
Till my smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay

of arrogance
Fortified steel new pestilence

Unholy rites that left our ploughs broken
Awake at night we barely are half living
Blinding red eyes are signs

road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting