[Verse 1] You sit where the furrows meet the open field A gold coin resting in your careful hands Your coat still carries the dust of the road But your eyes are fixed on what this could become [Pre-Chorus] No crown, no promise carved in stone Just one small seed and room to grow [Chorus] Page of Pentacles, keep your feet on the ground Hold that bright beginning, turn it round and round Learn the weight of patience, let the good work show One clear step tomorrow, one more root below [Verse 2] You read the weather in the orchard leaves Count every tool before you start the day The dream is real because you tend it slow You make a little, then you make it stay [Pre-Chorus] A steady hand, a curious mind The richest things take time to find [Chorus] Page of Pentacles, keep your feet on the ground Hold that bright beginning, turn it round and round Learn the weight of patience, let the good work show One clear step tomorrow, one more root below [Instrumental Break: expressive bent-note blues guitar solo trading with dubby psychedelic keyboard phrases] [Bridge] You don’t need to know the whole road yet Just what you’ll practice when the morning comes A promise kept in ordinary hours Can grow beyond the measure of your plans [Final Chorus] Page of Pentacles, keep your feet on the ground Hold that bright beginning, turn it round and round Learn the weight of patience, let the good work show One clear step tomorrow, one more root below Page of Pentacles, with your future in your hands Give the seed your attention, let it rise as planned [Outro] One small seed, one steady hand Room to grow, a wider land
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