The Sorghum Grows

All I know Is the sorghum grows And the mortgage lows Back home For all I know Are the mortar rows That the Oregon flows Back home But time isn't very kind To the juices or the rind Of the fruit growing on the vine Wandering the fields at night It's all a state of mind All I know Is the earthling's food Is a sterling moon Back home For all I know Is an early truth Is a burning tooth Back home But time isn't very kind To the juices or the rind Of the fruit growing on the vine Wandering the fields at night It's all a state of mind It's all a state of mind Yes, it's all just a state of mind Oh it's all just a state of mine All I know Is the sorghum grows Yes the orchard knows My home