Fire to Fields - Horse Feathers

Has November made you lose your mind?

Colic babies, a home, and a wife

Setting off without so much as a plan

With no wish to be an ex-family man

Of course it’s through

You’d sooner leave than not be you

As the sun gave the west to the night

Heavy chested confused as to why

The coldest sweat and a burden to breathe

It’s then you knew it was just what you need

It’s high time too..

You’d sooner leave than not be you

What in the world could take this long?

The deeper the sigh the sweeter song

However long you toed that line

It’s good to see you doing fine

Lighting fire to fields

From the ground anew

The start wasn’t real

But the end was true

It’s good to hear you finally sigh

A novice whines, a coward bawls

He would love to weep if he could at all

Lighting fire to fields

From the ground anew

The start wasn’t real

But the end was true