Song Description
contemplating life so far. sitting out on the porch at sunset, watching the field of corn catching the breeze, thinking about traveling and lost loves.
| Song Length |
5:43 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Still |
Subject |
Life, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, Joan Osborne |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The Fool
© Marie Swan Black
I - I?m not at home right now
So I guess it means I?m traveling
Dark nights in cornfields and whiskey painted rainbows
In my mind.
I - I used to love this man
So I guess it makes me human
He brought the promise of love to my window
In my mind
Refrain:
But now there?s nobody home but the fool
No, there?s nobody home but the fool.
Night becomes a fallen day
What?s in the pining distance
Sit on the porch swing; hear what the bird sings
This is love
Refrain:
But now there?s nobody home but the fool
No no no no no no
No there?s nobody home but the fool.
Oooh Whoa whoa whoa oh
Oooh whoa whoa woh
I - I?m not at home right now
So I guess it means I?m traveling
Dark nights in cornfields and whiskey painted rainbows
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind.