my perfect day

my perfect day
would be out on a farm
with my brain not busy
setting off false alarms
I'd sit on the porch
and watch the corn grow
straight up and proudly
all in a row
silos with grain
bales of hay
that would be
my perfect day

I wouldn't work
I'd just stay calm
me and my perfect life
out on the farm
with chickens and roosters
and cabbage and peas
and pumpkins and turnips
some of those
some off these
give me that tractor
show me the way
and that would be
my perfect day

instead I'm at home
what I am doing here?
nothing but fielding off
worries and fear
but inside my mind
there's a farm I can go to
imagine with me
maybe I'll show you
the things that make it
all okay
that would be
my perfect day