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The song paints a vivid picture of nine transformative months at Brookhill Farm, blending imagery of horses, open skies, and quiet companionship into a story of peace and personal growth. In Verse 1, we meet Butters, a horse with a gentle spirit and a fondness for mints, grounding the narrator in the rhythm of farm life. The Chorus widens the lens to the serene nights, where dragging the arena beneath starlight becomes a meditative act, paralleled by the unexpected comfort of a bear cub named Cindy.
Verse 2 adds a pivotal moment with the birth of Fierce, a foal symbolizing both a personal dream and new beginnings. His arrival deepens the connection between the narrator and the land, showing how the farm’s creatures shaped inner growth. The repeated Chorus reinforces the theme of peace and direction, suggesting Brookhill Farm was not just a place, but a foundation for future purpose.
The Outro ties it all together, emphasizing how these creatures—Butters, Fierce, and Cindy—brought not just companionship but life-changing clarity. The whispers of the wind and the quiet presence of nature make Brookhill Farm a place of reverence, where life’s course shifted toward gratitude and peace.
Verse 2 adds a pivotal moment with the birth of Fierce, a foal symbolizing both a personal dream and new beginnings. His arrival deepens the connection between the narrator and the land, showing how the farm’s creatures shaped inner growth. The repeated Chorus reinforces the theme of peace and direction, suggesting Brookhill Farm was not just a place, but a foundation for future purpose.
The Outro ties it all together, emphasizing how these creatures—Butters, Fierce, and Cindy—brought not just companionship but life-changing clarity. The whispers of the wind and the quiet presence of nature make Brookhill Farm a place of reverence, where life’s course shifted toward gratitude and peace.
(Verse 1)
In the fields of Brookhill Farm, where the mornings start slow
Met a horse named Butters, in the sunrise glow
He had a taste for mints, he'd come nuzzle my hand
In that gentle old stable, I found where I stand
(Chorus)
And the nights rolled in with the stars up high
As I dragged that arena 'neath a wide-open sky
Found a moment of peace in the rhythm of the land
With a bear cub named Cindy just close at hand
(Verse 2)
It was at Brookhill Farm, for those nine months of grace
Where a foal named Fierce was born, and I saw his first days
Named after a dream, from a piece of my own
In the company of horses, how much my soul had grown
(Chorus)
And the nights rolled in with the stars up high
As I dragged that arena 'neath a wide-open sky
Found a moment of peace in the rhythm of the land
In the heart of Brookhill Farm, where my life's course was planned
(Outro)
In the company of creatures, with Butters and Fierce
Those days changed my life, brought me a kind of peace
From the whispers of the wind to the bear in the trees
Brookhill's quiet moments brought me down to my knees
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