Desert Yard

There's been green grass planted in this desert yard
But no water from the well could keep its color upheld
For the sun's beam is mighty on the man made frail
When his account of the world depends on the coins in his pail

Well it's out of his control, yes it's out of your control
Quick as sand, changing all your plans

There's no way to clock out when the minute hand swims in your mind
And this dust from the desert yard stings the eyes of the blind

Well it's out of your control, yes it's out of your control
Quick as sand, changing all your plans

Put a little water on this dirty wound and fix what you can
There's still life in this desert yard hoping to rise up again

Put a little water on this dirty wound and fix what you can
There's still life in this desert yard hoping to rise up again
There's still life in this desert yard hoping to rise up again



Credits
Writer(s): Mary Cozart
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