The Field

Tick, it's ticking out your mood
While you wait it waits on you
You see through the crystal ball
Days repeat like mirror halls
Does the foresight turn you blue?

Where's the trail in this field?
Which horizon gives the yield?
Endless routes, they fill the eyes
'Til the legs are paralyzed
While your life skips 'across the sky

Can't we just reset the landscape and rebuild?
Building charts and signs and guides until we've had our fill
Maybe then the wandering souls can finally synchronize
Can we start to fantasize?

Right and wrong on faded signs
(Tick, it's ticking out your mood)
Hard to read between the lines
(While you wait it waits on you)
And seers are just as lost, you see
Found some circles at their feet
They take a lifetime to divine the arrow pointing to
Who I want to be?

Can't we just reset the landscape and rebuild?
Building charts and signs and guides until we've had our fill
Maybe then the wandering souls can finally synchronize
Can we start to fantasize?

Tick, it's ticking out your mood
While you wait it waits on you
You see through the crystal ball
Days repeat like mirror halls
Does your foresight turn you blue?



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Ruby
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