Fields covered with whitecaps
Pass by in the night
I have seen the front from mouth
And know it is cold.
Has anyone seen there life
Go by in reverse?
A jerk of the transmission
and the buzz of the bees.
Some people talk
But speak only words
Others say nothing but
tell of a lifetime.
I have seen dreams in life
They have passed at
55 miles per hour
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