Big Big World by Mark Bishop

Fields of Love by Mark Bishop

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Big Big World
by Mark Bishop

Album: Fields of Love

twelve years old, ridin' in a pick-up truck. the windows are rolled down.
the farmer wipes his brow. the county fair's set up the other side of town.
"don't wander far son. i need to check our livestock in the barn."
but all the things he sees are things he never sees when he's down on the farm.

Chorus
it's a big, big world... and i'm so small...
when god looks down... how can he see us all?

he carries his mother's picture, in a locket on a chain.
he wears it next to the same heart that wonders if he's to blame.
he ought to cry but he can't remember anything about her.
old enough to ask god why, but too young to get an answer.

Chorus repeat
it's a big, big world... and i'm so small...
when god looks down... how can he see us all?

twelve years old, and carnivals are made in heaven days.
(they say your) father's not the same man we knew, before your mother passed away.
so when good days come, you ride them as far as you can.
across the field he sees a tent revival. he hears music from the band.

(rain and thunder)

He needs shelter from the rain, so that's where he ran.