What I've Noticed

On the grass of Ireland there lives a farmer
His crop spreads far and wide across the land
He's got a wife, a wooden cross, and a daughter,
And his walls are lined with four leaf clovers

He thinks he's lucky,
The world outside his wall won't trouble him
His life is honest, and therefore it means something
To the lord he knows has chose this life for him,

But I know there's more to see
More opportunity to come my way
And you said it'd go unnoticed
But I've noticed:
I've noticed you're wrong.

Deep in the city
Of the great Manhattan island,
There lives a businessman on his own;
He's got a suit, a briefcase and a remote control,
And his walls are lined with copper wire
Oh he thinks he lucky,
The world outside his walls is clear to him.
He's seen the news,
He knows the plight of the masses thoughts condemned
And he's got a stack of green papers to prove that he's better than them,

But I know there's more to see
More opportunity to come my way
And you said it'd go unnoticed
But I've noticed:
I've noticed you're wrong

The farmer kneels down beside the fire
And does the thing he was taught would make everything right
Oh, perhaps he's lucky:
To him there's an answer,
No mystery or strife

But I know there's more to see,
More opportunities to come my way
And I know life's just one big mystery
And I have a history
Of finding mystery ain't wrong.