Big Harvest Songtext
von Indio

I went under
Just to see what was there
Burned like thunder
With the weight of the world
I sold the weapons
I turned the greed to stone
In the search for this new way
The lion sleeps at home

Where the love of a winter
Is best left for summer
We built this land
Of the desperate and foreign

All in this new day
All in this new day
We throw out an anchor
And wait for the weather


I had mountains
I had beauty of vision
In the warmth of decision
By the lie of a pool of true heaven
Higher than solace
And deeper than vengeance
Lost in the pleasure
Of the bow and the arrow

There was faith in religion
We took once too often
No cure for the sick
And no food for the dying

All in this new way
All in this new way
Of the new world

When I had the mountains
I felt the blues of this city
More than a promise
More than the news of the living

Where the love of a winter
Is best left for summer
And we built this land
Of the desperate and foreign

All in this new day
All in this new day
We throw out an anchor
And wait for the weather