Bowerbirds - Walk the Furrows lyrics

Where's that horse you rode in on? Where's that fair-faced young man? You carried their dead weight and let it fall by the wayside And buried those years one dark evening Now in a land without leaders I listen close to the soil beneath me And keep my heart with yours And yes, we know there're others And yes, we feel the ground shifting below us Keep, keep the secret Walk the furrows Mend the fences Plum, plum and level Go inside Stow the shovel Keep, keep the secret Walk the furrows Mend the fences Plum, plum and level Go inside Stow the shovel Now it's time Keep the kettle Let the waters Tell the story Keep the joy Keep the quiet No, you're not shy You have that fire Smoldering Keep the joy Keep the quiet No, you're not shy Keep the fire Smoldering