[Lyric] Farm on Mars (Art Schop)

I could have stayed in Nevada, No-one to know my name
But I carry the seed, of the nomad
I passed the physical, they paid me three
Months in advance

Another space cruise docked today, Beyond the hills, I saw it land
Tonight they’ll light up Olympus, I miss the quiet times
The dark night skies

I walk the red lime fields, Beneath the cool thin sun
A moon for each hand, of my outstretched arms

Josie comes for harvest, Regular as clockwork
Once a month we haul, spin the picker out down
The verdant rows

I walk the red lime fields, Beneath the cool thin sun
A moon for each hand, of my outstretched arms
There is dust on my shoes, dust on my cuff
Dust on my heart, nothing but dust
There was poster in the lobby
Of the Flamingo Motel
I took a napkin from the bar
Farm on mars, will train

I walk the red lime fields, Beneath the cool thin sun
A moon for each hand, of my outstretched arms
There is dust on my shoes, dust on my cuff
Dust on my heart, nothing but dust