Fields Are Full Of Your Kind
Neil Finn

I will belong
To a secret set
Dawn parade
And there is sadness in your step

And the fields are full of your kind
And I can’t help but be undone
At the rising and the setting of the sun
Where their song is carried on the breeze
I will remember

You made me wait
And you held my hand
I heard the tune
I saw the army band

And their dreams were covered in red
And I can’t help but be undone
At the rising and the setting of the sun
Where their song is carried on the breeze

And the flowers are in bloom
And the power makes me swoon

And my dreams are covered in red
And I know that this is happening to me
When I close my eyes, see reds and greens
And I’m screaming from the top of the tree

Where the flowers are in bloom
And the power makes me swoon

And the flower is howling at the moon

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