Cradle Me
Cradle me, cradle me
Don't you bury me, bury me
They keep me fed
They keep me mild
But I've always been their intrepid child
They do their best,
Love how they can
But can I trust their might over the footprint of man
And I may never see the, I may never see the day
I've been raised by the subterranean highway
And I may never hear the song of the dove winged white
Or hear blackbirds singing in the life of the night
So don't bury me, bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold as August's bounty
A northern girl
Young as the spring
Might seem quiet but I'm learning to sing
Was it just a dream
A mere fantasy
Will I ever feel the sun on the back of my wings
And I may never see the, I may never see the day
I've been raised by the subterranean highway
And I may never hear the song of the dove winged white
Or hear blackbirds singing in the life of the night
So don't bury me, bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold as August's bounty
Do you know what it's like
Your fortune told when you are born under the night
The tendrils rising from the roots
Where otters go and badgers dig under the fruits
A kindred soul, a legacy
Oh, farmer farmer, don't you let it end with me
So don't bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground
Oh don't bury me, bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold as August's bounty
Don't you bury me, bury me
They keep me fed
They keep me mild
But I've always been their intrepid child
They do their best,
Love how they can
But can I trust their might over the footprint of man
And I may never see the, I may never see the day
I've been raised by the subterranean highway
And I may never hear the song of the dove winged white
Or hear blackbirds singing in the life of the night
So don't bury me, bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold as August's bounty
A northern girl
Young as the spring
Might seem quiet but I'm learning to sing
Was it just a dream
A mere fantasy
Will I ever feel the sun on the back of my wings
And I may never see the, I may never see the day
I've been raised by the subterranean highway
And I may never hear the song of the dove winged white
Or hear blackbirds singing in the life of the night
So don't bury me, bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold as August's bounty
Do you know what it's like
Your fortune told when you are born under the night
The tendrils rising from the roots
Where otters go and badgers dig under the fruits
A kindred soul, a legacy
Oh, farmer farmer, don't you let it end with me
So don't bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground
Oh don't bury me, bury me, bury me
Lay down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold as August's bounty
Credits
Writer(s): Mallory Chipman
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