Here Comes the Plow

am/fm dreams

I’m an honest man and it’s the truth that I’m chasing
But the truth is that the lies are an easier catch
Rise up early in the morning
Shovel in hand
and I’m breaking my back to clear a path

Here comes the plow again
Finally found some solid ground, but now it’s buried in
Here comes the plow again

There’s a warm front coming all the weathermen say
But it’s too bad there’s a cold one in the way
Something’s always falling down around my poor head
and I don’t know how much longer I can stand

Here comes the plow again
Started seeing light now the light is getting dim
Here comes the plow again

I’m an honest man and it’s the truth that I’m chasing
But the truth is that the lies are an easier catch