Cate Le Bon - Ploughing out part 1 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Once I heard the reason
To fall outside of season
A gentle, gentle coast
Towards the lookout post
On the last day of the year
Im 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
Its only sound
Once I heard the handle
Its part strong out the tangos
The gentle, gentle shift
Sent toward him tender drift
And on the worst day of his life
Hed still love more things than I 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
Its only sound