In clusters we move through a farm   Somewhere far off the thunder roaring   And the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child      Sometimes I climb high up in a tree   And let the wind blow in my face   Sometimes I leave my cares lying in piles      Somewhat disturbing    Is the sound of her singing   When you know you don't deserve it      You're not here today    And I feel just like an empty eggshell   And my yoke is heavy   My yoke is heavy      My voice is a little horse   Galloping lost through the woods   Calling your name      It's new to me    But just the same   The earth is an old canvas painted over many times      The poet rambles    The world it scrambles   But who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?      Your shadow knows   It's right behind you all the way   Your shadow knows where you've been      My yoke is heavy   My yoke is heavy   My yoke is heavy      Sacred is the smile    That opened up my mind   And asked me come save me    And rid my cold cold heart   Of the dark deep gloom    That took up so much room   And my many spacious memories      My yoke is heavy   My yoke is heavy   My yoke is heavy