The Farm

The streets, the cars, the kids, the farm
The sling that held my cousin’s arm
I swam the creek, still safe from home
The hills so steep and breeze so calm
I was awake to see the sunrise
The days, they long for the sunshine
We rode our bikes up to the hill and
To ride back down was such a thrill
The way the water made me feel
Though other days looked better still
I was awake to see the sunrise
The days, they long for the sunshine
But anytime I think of goin' back
It’s not the same, and I’ve got other facts