Polly Paulusma - Day One

There's a dust bowl in here at the center of things
And the tumbleweed tumbles right through it
All the seeds that I sow, though I try they won't grow
Although God only knows how I want it
I'll keep planting away every fourteenth day
'Til there's no more seeds left in the packet
But this is day one and my old seed is gone
So today I'm right back where I started from
Yeah, today I'm right back where I started from
Today I'm face down in the dust
Day one, day one
With nothing
Day one, day one
And life leaps and springs from all manner of things
It can grow on the side of a building
Like a flower that sprouts out of cracked chimney spouts
And the crannies that nobody filled in
While the plants and the bricks make my dust bowl feel sick
In a fortnight a new seed will be planted
But this is day one and my old seed is gone
So today I'm right back where I started from
Yeah, today I'm right back where I started from
Today I'm face down in the dust
Day one, day one
With nothing
Day one, day one
I've been plowing the ground, but all these stones that I've found
Make me wonder if dust bowls are proper
But this acre of flesh where no tributaries stretch
Is the only place I have to offer
So I hope and I pray every night, every day
That God shines on the seed that I planted
But this is day one and my old seed is gone
So today I'm right back where I started from
Yeah, today I'm right back where I started from
Today I'm face down in the dust
Day one, day one
With nothing
Day one, day one