Broken Harvest

'Round and 'round this broken rat race I'm moving and stopping, I'm window shopping For love, for fame, for anything that would take me And when I'm done taking up space Well, I'm coming home late to a dirty place Half awake, the broom, the rake, take the kid out of me Just say the word Just say the word and I'll give it up The word and I'll hang it up What do I know? What do I hold that will not fade away? All things fade away Where will I be? The crop and the wheat Feast and fade away All things fade away Putting on a business coat For the tear in the jeans, the hole in the boat To make the burden float, to pay in full this time When you're living on a dreamer's salary A broken harvest feels like robbery What do I do this for, if it's just gonna pour out easily? You've seen me there Climbing the stairs, begging for air And not coming up I'm not coming up What do I know? (What do I know?) What do I own that will not fade away? All things fade away Where will I be? (Where will I be?) The fruit and the tree Thirst and fade away All things fade away Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh All things fade away All things fade away All things (all things) fade away (fade away) All things (all things), they fade away (fade away) All things (all things) fade away (fade away) All things (all things) fade away (fade away) All things fade away All things-