Beat Farmers

Son holds out a railroad spike
Says Daddy what could this be
Son that's the tooth of a dinosaur
They called the Santa Fe
In his hand lay an arrowhead
Said Granddad what does it mean
Son that's the heart of an Indian tribe
They called the Comanche

Times killin' you
Times killin' me
Should have taken more time in between

How many things stand the test of time
And what will remain in the end
The eyes of a child see the failures of man
What will he see as a man

Times killing you
Times killing me
Should have taken more time in between