but come September I'm flying away" I said, "I'll miss you", then I made her promise to write Since we were tall as the corn in the spring We shared
comin' up tonight Shinin' through the trees Crickets are singin' and the lightnin' bugs Are floatin' in the breeze Baby, get ready Across the field
moon comin' up tonight Shinin' through the trees Crickets are singin' and lightning bugs Are floatin' on the breeze baby get ready Across the field where
the children dance and sing as if the time were spring When the seasons change everything they find a joy in what it brings Then the sun comes high and the spring
on the scarecrow, blood on the plow The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loan Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers
I want to see your face in every kind of light In fields of dawn and forests of the night And when you stand before the candles on a cake Oh, let me be
cage, "But come September I'm flying away." I said "I'll miss you," then I made her promise to write Since we were tall as the corn in the spring We
traveling days began I walked beside the constantly flowing Spring of clear water Always ready to slaked my thirst And give me peace and strength I ran towards the fields
comin' up tonight Shinin' through the trees Crickets are singin' and the lightning bugs are floatin' on the breeze Baby, get ready Across the field
see sunrays shine upon your face I dream of you the way you look the beating of love in your heart your words are like the flowing of a spring, knowing
I swear that it is true Ten years ago I met a girl named joy She was a sweet and happy thing Her eyes were bright blue jewels And we were married in the spring
With no shoes on her feet And a knife in her jeans Along the loom of the land The mission bells peeled From the tower at Saint Mary's Down to Reprobate Fields
With no shoes on his feet And a knife in his jeans Along the loom of the land The mission bells peeled From the tower at saint mary's Down to reprobate fields
as warm as summer air You live up there Like jumping in the breeze, falling in the sea You live up there It feels like fields in June and spring and
In a mystic realm, a new generation springs And from a temple the weapons came in sight Ancient sorcerer geometers, changes The Diastric Fields Of War
will grow Then I saw something Makes me know That I know nothing While high upon a steady wing The wild geese make their way Amber, yellow fields Topaz
Hark the frozen chimes of winter Crystal shimmer in your mind To the first time when you saw her You implored her to be kind In the open fields around
nights concealed The bowers where Lucy played And thine too is the last green field That Lucy's eye surveyed She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs