Fields
I walk seven miles
Through the fields, burning
Then I laugh at nothing
At nothing at all
Leaves on the pavement
Under my feet
And I stand looking
Spoon fed with open hands
And grace exceeding
You stand under streetlights
And breathe into the window
Never mind the other men
Who leave them, all who know
The lights they blind me
And I reach out to you
One more day to make it
Make it through
Through the fields, burning
Then I laugh at nothing
At nothing at all
Leaves on the pavement
Under my feet
And I stand looking
Spoon fed with open hands
And grace exceeding
You stand under streetlights
And breathe into the window
Never mind the other men
Who leave them, all who know
The lights they blind me
And I reach out to you
One more day to make it
Make it through
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Writer(s): Chris Thomas
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