"Ploughing Out Part 2" Lyrics

Once I had a reason
To fall outside all season
A gentle, gentle coast
Towards the lookout post
On the last day of the year
I'm just happy to be here
Looking at the leaves of time
In my mind

In my mind
Plans are real
Ploughing out
Across the fields
Holding court
For miles around
Finding out
It's only sound

Once I had a handle
Sparks shot out in tangles
A gentle gentle shift
Sent all intent adrift
And on the worst day of his life
He'd still have more things than I'd like
Taping melodies of times
In his mind

In his mind
Plans are real
Ploughing out
Across the fields
Holding court
For miles around
Finding out
It's only sound