Abandoned on the side of the road
The wind picks up, and I'm breathing in memories
Pictures that aren't mine, from decades left behind
And folks sitting in the chairs by the table upstairs
The red tin roof casts shade over the ghosts
It ain't rainin', but I hear the pouring water boast
'Cause beneath the face of the broken barn
And the weathered wood where the glory stood
There's a story of a farmer and the seeds he sowed
He conquered the elements to provide for his own
Today, I feel his spirit in the overgrowth
Cars drive by, and boy, they go slow
Still, kicking up the dust and the rust above the window
Tears in my eyes, imagining the times
And the lives of the family who loved this man so
The storms pass by and cast shadows on the fields
It ain't rainin', but there's relief here that heals
'Cause beneath the face of the broken barn
And the weathered wood where the glory stood
There's a story of a farmer and the seeds he sowed
He conquered the elements to provide for his own
Today, I feel his spirit in the overgrowth
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
Alex Koman - Broken Barn Lyrics
Alex Koman - Broken Barn Lyrics
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Abandoned on the side of the road
The wind picks up, and I'm breathing in memories
Pictures that aren't mine, from decades left behind
And folks sitting in the chairs by the table upstairs
The red tin roof casts shade over the ghosts
It ain't rainin', but I hear the pouring water boast
'Cause beneath the face of the broken barn
And the weathered wood where the glory stood
There's a story of a farmer and the seeds he sowed
He conquered the elements to provide for his own
Today, I feel his spirit in the overgrowth
Cars drive by, and boy, they go slow
Still, kicking up the dust and the rust above the window
Tears in my eyes, imagining the times
And the lives of the family who loved this man so
The storms pass by and cast shadows on the fields
It ain't rainin', but there's relief here that heals
'Cause beneath the face of the broken barn
And the weathered wood where the glory stood
There's a story of a farmer and the seeds he sowed
He conquered the elements to provide for his own
Today, I feel his spirit in the overgrowth
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
The wind picks up, and I'm breathing in memories
Pictures that aren't mine, from decades left behind
And folks sitting in the chairs by the table upstairs
The red tin roof casts shade over the ghosts
It ain't rainin', but I hear the pouring water boast
'Cause beneath the face of the broken barn
And the weathered wood where the glory stood
There's a story of a farmer and the seeds he sowed
He conquered the elements to provide for his own
Today, I feel his spirit in the overgrowth
Cars drive by, and boy, they go slow
Still, kicking up the dust and the rust above the window
Tears in my eyes, imagining the times
And the lives of the family who loved this man so
The storms pass by and cast shadows on the fields
It ain't rainin', but there's relief here that heals
'Cause beneath the face of the broken barn
And the weathered wood where the glory stood
There's a story of a farmer and the seeds he sowed
He conquered the elements to provide for his own
Today, I feel his spirit in the overgrowth
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
As I go biking down the road
I feel his soul run through my spokes
Writer: ALEXANDER EMERSON KOMAN
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