Rolls Like Tumbleweed

Deserted desert voices are whispering through the sand

I'm sweating in the cornfields, while the wealthy steal the land

Harvest is like weeding through the Bible with both hands

The ground it is holy, but the evil weed withstands

CHORUS

I'll try to remember to forget the old days full of need

I'll see new ways in this wasteland, life of newborn seed

Crooked rivers in the desert I will someday meet

I wander in circles, my cycle of life rolls slowly, like tumbleweed

I don't have many choices, I sow but seldom reap

Still working like a madman, while rich cities lie asleep

Reeds disguised as cornstalks, they bow, they crawl, they creep

Our husking pegs they dish up the dirt, but the evil's rooted deep

CHORUS

I'll try to remember to forget the old days full of need

I'll see new ways in this wasteland, life of newborn seed

Crooked rivers in the desert I will someday meet

I wander in circles, my cycle of life rolls slowly, like tumbleweed

And people feel my pain

But it's a digital pity

And I can't eat corn from a simulated city

Yes, I'm an old and wrinkled man

My head is filled with hunger

But my heart is getting stronger

Feeling younger everyday

CHORUS

I'll try to remember to forget the old days full of need

I'll see new ways in this wasteland, life of newborn seed

Crooked rivers in the desert I will someday meet

I wander in circles, my cycle of life rolls slowly, like tumbleweed

Like tumbleweed, like tumbleweed