Nitrogen Lyrics

A process by which nitrogen is returned to the soil: a love song

On the seventh year I let my fields lay fallow just like the Torah told me to
But my zeal became fear of a shallow grave for my poor old youth
Because I need nitrogen and I don't want to wait
For the slow working medicine of bacteria to damage the tape
And I need lightning, a thunderclap in recoil
I need lightning, lightning to replenish my soil

On the eighth year my fields were ready for a new rotation of crops
As the dry damaged earth had healed over, now able to accept water drops
But I still needed nitrogen and I don't wanna wait
For the slow working medicine of bacteria to damage the tape
You are my lightning, a thunderclap in recoil
I need lightning, lightning to replenish my soil

There was a drought and my fields felt the sun's rays
Every morning and every night
Coyotes ate up the saplings and I was too tired to fight

And it was disheartening, a harvest without a hue
Until I could bring myself into my field
Yes I took oxygen right out of your lungs
Because it was evident that there was farming to be done

So I say goodnight again cuz it's getting late
And it takes time for elements to fall right into place
The sky is bright again with the crackling hiss
And I see lightning every time we kiss