Out on the Farm

It might do you harm hanging around this farm
We got things that infect, things we can't shake and a rep

Oh it might seem to mean all your starry eyed dreams
Will come true but my friend something's haunting them

And so what we made was mediocre and brave
We tried hard but see isolation breeds that beast

Out on the farm on my worst days
I just hang my hat and I watch them graze
All happy and dumb of what's to come
But I get so bored out on that killing floor

Should we ford the stream to the other dream
Break the bank see what we're worth
Communicate?

Or start all over again
Make this farm our friend?
Put the broken beasts out of their misery
Knowing what we know instead of what we hate
Do we hang our hats and just let it be?