Tomatoes
One small row of
Tomatoes by the door
They'll take some time
That's what time is for
Oh, weeks ago, you only bought
Tomatoes from the store
Shitty bland tomatoes, but
That's all you had time for
Hours of bored devotion
Conceded to your work
Years compounding stress, and
Hardly any real perks
You've always wanted something more
More real than what you did before, so you
Dropped it all and bolted out the
Door
So now you're on a dirt road seven
Miles off the highway, and
All that keeps you busy is
Living, woah
So you built this little cabin
And you'll both stay here together
You'll try your very best to make it through
Now you've got your little
Garden and you're
Lucky that you can
That's more than most
Could ever have
It's a cruel reality
The simplest life's a luxury
Only those who built this world are
Capable of leaving
Even you, you'll probably find that
You don't know enough
Self-sufficiency is hard and
What if you can't pull it off
But just this glimpse of something more
More real than what you had before, makes you
Wonder what you'd ever leave here for
So now you're on a dirt road seven
Miles off the highway, and
All that keeps you busy is
Living, woah
And you built this little cabin
Just enough to keep you warm
And somehow you will make it work
You'll never see that real world anymore
Tomatoes by the door
They'll take some time
That's what time is for
Oh, weeks ago, you only bought
Tomatoes from the store
Shitty bland tomatoes, but
That's all you had time for
Hours of bored devotion
Conceded to your work
Years compounding stress, and
Hardly any real perks
You've always wanted something more
More real than what you did before, so you
Dropped it all and bolted out the
Door
So now you're on a dirt road seven
Miles off the highway, and
All that keeps you busy is
Living, woah
So you built this little cabin
And you'll both stay here together
You'll try your very best to make it through
Now you've got your little
Garden and you're
Lucky that you can
That's more than most
Could ever have
It's a cruel reality
The simplest life's a luxury
Only those who built this world are
Capable of leaving
Even you, you'll probably find that
You don't know enough
Self-sufficiency is hard and
What if you can't pull it off
But just this glimpse of something more
More real than what you had before, makes you
Wonder what you'd ever leave here for
So now you're on a dirt road seven
Miles off the highway, and
All that keeps you busy is
Living, woah
And you built this little cabin
Just enough to keep you warm
And somehow you will make it work
You'll never see that real world anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Pousont
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