Testi:
Fields Feathers

like a deadwieght fragile as feathers Welcome the weights that will you back to me Call on the ravens and send them out to sea Feathers of stray

Do it Come on! Yeah yeah Gettin' funky in here Now here we go Whoo! Ah come on Ha, ha Ah come on Fields of glory straight ahead But you veerin to the

off, the sky is boarded up, the hills covered in drop cloth. How many chords till this song vomits out real love? How many feathers to pluck naked the

poster bed. Daddy built it out of pine two days before the wedding. They say the neighbours cheered and hollered till his face got red. And Mama brought the feather

Searching for my beautiful reward Searching for my beautiful reward Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back I?m flyin? high over gray fields my feathers

We hide behind the hills We walk through tunnelled fields And no-one sees us holding hands Love Don't point Don't scare it Oh Love Don't point don'

They even tried kidnappin me And they would've snatched me If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity Engines stalled and failed. Crashed into a farmer's field

divine with evil behind, a serpents mind crystallised, Caressing the shadows with mind dancing signs, Scattering through realms in fearful disguise. For the feather

schocked to speak Lilac dust of a woman's hair A wooden cross a paper prayer A stone where her body lay A stack of feathers a pile of hay A mushroom