He Used To Be A Good Man Too- by: unknown forgotten

Out in the fields
I've never seen a man so close to the brink of insanity
It was the air
Or it was the stars
They were doing something, I dunno
Moving around, when you looked away
and in the corner of your eyes or something
He would run from the hill to the crick
Then sit down
I was mostly too distracted to watch him
I was taking out a loan or something
There was a desk out there and we were sitting at it
The banker and I
I remember the grass was long that time of year
Dry too, and it had a lot of those sticker grass
The kind that stick to your socks
And always work themselves down inside your shoe,
Poking your feet
There was a few cattle he would harass too
But they never moved
And if you shut your eyes for too long
The wind would stop blowing