Canola Fields

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



Ruby Hartbrich - cello 
Gregor McEwan - vocals & acoustic guitar


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