Canola Fields Songtext
von Gregor McEwan

The waves of this heavy choppy sea
Wash up mussels to a collecting old lady
And they crash and make me almost fall asleep
So never mind that trick with counting sheep

The sun is set
And paints the sky in red
Canola fields
Shine like yellow saffron threads
The sky is blue, as blue as you
But my life′s just black and white
But I don't mind
I don′t mind


Eventually
This world is falling down on you and I
Essentially
We're all here to shove away the sky
Actually
We don't have the faith to carry on
Especially
When every joy and any love has gone

And if it′s all just getting better
You can give the lie to me
And if we all go on forever
We will be rooted like the trees

But pay′n'lose money
And don′t feel, honey
Don't feel like coming home
Coming home

And if it′s all just getting better
Aah-aah
And if we all go on forever
Aah-aah
And it all just doesn't matter
As long as you will keep your smile
Cause if we all stand close together
We can hold on for a while