[00:14.733] In my heart, I can still feel
[00:20.491] Every turn of the tractor wheel
[00:24.794] Budded furrows cut across the hillside,
[00:29.714] Over the fields in the sunshine
[00:34.217] And it hurt, but I still grew
[00:39.051] With every clumsy punch I threw.
[00:43.610] Up in anger, at the empty summer sky
[00:48.643] I saw the world from the underside.
[00:52.799] And when the worm began to turn,
[00:57.535] As it squirmed in the palm of my hand;
[01:02.213] I began to understand
[01:06.928] Why it is,
[01:09.442] The worm forgives the plough.
[01:20.874] In my heart I can still feel,
[01:26.073] Every turn of the tractor wheel.
[01:30.549] As we cower in the shadow of the plow,
[01:35.680] Chewing us up and spitting us out
[01:40.154] As we fall our way back down
[01:44.849] Into the earth and underground,
[01:49.470] I discover that even a little worm
[01:54.417] Has its ways of taking revenge on the world.
[01:58.400] And when the worm began to turn,
[02:03.521] As it squirmed in the palm of my hand;
[02:08.085] I began to understand
[02:12.851] Why it is,
[02:15.311] The worm forgives the plough.
[02:21.996] Why it is,
[02:24.831] The worm forgives the plough.