40 Acres

40 acres in my head For that green grass-covered land I'd take the freeway back I yearn for what it feels 40 hours I've been here Taking Jesus off the year Trading time for hope I yearn for what it feels Yearn for what it feels It sets you apart To what it feels In open air 40 acres in my hands Taking flowers from your hair Under arbor we stand Yearn for what it feels White roses in my coffin Pinback playing overhead Dressed like war is done I yearn for what it feels Yearn for what it feels It sets you apart To what it feels In open air 40 acres in my head