The Rain Follows The Plow Lyrics - Conor Oberst

Straight away I learned to pray 

He prays upon the sky 

You go to heaven when you die 

But keep that lake of fire in mind 

Broke all the rules at Catholic school 

Turned to a life of crime 

When I stole that motorbike 

I left a trail of tears behind 

Had casual sex, smoked cigarettes 

Threw caution to the wind 

Was a winding path that I always plan to get back to you again 

Till the ground 'neath under clouds 

The rain follows the plow 

But it was never as profound as I had wanted it to be 

The birds, they sang the rites of spring 

In summer's La-Z-Boy 

I sat down to enjoy a world that's comfortable in green 

A red feather hawk and a Celtic cross 

Are pierced into my ear 

No matter where I went, I meant to make my way back here