Treasure in a Field
65 to Franklin isn't too far down the road
I try to count the exit signs before I make it home
And I never quite believed her
Like a shadow in the sun
You can hide and hide
But God knows you can't run
Something like a summer drive does something to your soul
It softens up the soil, while it keeps you feeling old
So we parked beside the countryside
To buy ourselves some time
You can run and run
But God knows you can't hide
But it's okay
I think I heard you say
That the day you find out that you've been wrong
Is the day you give up all the things you've ever owned
And the year you finally start digging
Is just the first of all the years before the yield
But ain't that just like treasure in a field
Well the river ran beside us like a father to a son
And we settled like a chorus in an old familiar song
We were looking for a Kingdom
That was worth its weight in gold
That you can buy and buy
But God knows you can't own
So just hold on my dear
I think we'll find it here
And it's okay
I think I heard you say
That the day you find out that you've been wrong
Is the day you give up all the things you've ever owned
And the day you set out for something real
Is the day you risk your life to finally be healed
And the moment passes, and the hurt is gone
And you set your sails toward a Kingdom and a song
And the year you finally find love
Is just the first of all the years before the yield
But ain't that just like treasure in a field
I try to count the exit signs before I make it home
And I never quite believed her
Like a shadow in the sun
You can hide and hide
But God knows you can't run
Something like a summer drive does something to your soul
It softens up the soil, while it keeps you feeling old
So we parked beside the countryside
To buy ourselves some time
You can run and run
But God knows you can't hide
But it's okay
I think I heard you say
That the day you find out that you've been wrong
Is the day you give up all the things you've ever owned
And the year you finally start digging
Is just the first of all the years before the yield
But ain't that just like treasure in a field
Well the river ran beside us like a father to a son
And we settled like a chorus in an old familiar song
We were looking for a Kingdom
That was worth its weight in gold
That you can buy and buy
But God knows you can't own
So just hold on my dear
I think we'll find it here
And it's okay
I think I heard you say
That the day you find out that you've been wrong
Is the day you give up all the things you've ever owned
And the day you set out for something real
Is the day you risk your life to finally be healed
And the moment passes, and the hurt is gone
And you set your sails toward a Kingdom and a song
And the year you finally find love
Is just the first of all the years before the yield
But ain't that just like treasure in a field
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Writer(s): Thomas Anderson
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