Home She makes a promise Asks for love She needs to know that there is still a God above When the rain comes down She'll still be burning Her sense of
of Santo Domingo. The streets are still, there's silence in the hills, the town is sleeping And the farmers yawn in the grey silver dawn, the fields they
all before History be damned It's only progress we embrace Our eyes closed to the circles That our memories re-trace Arrogance & avarice Distort our field
your memory To help you see clearly, then get back to me Actually, nothing's new under the sun So when life be stressing me My remedy is 'bringing back sweet memories
me It all used to make so much more sense and I'd have it all again if I could choose I've lost some things over the years but the memory I will not
triumph His memory's kept me enthralled Chorus: On the fields, the fields of glory On the fields where boys become men On the fields, the fields of
of mind? Is it me who looks at me through the mirror? Or is it the betrayer imploring? The ones I met in my endless nights seem so real Dreams are war fields
in Heaven one day And I promise the memories will stay Meet you in heaven again With my body, my soul and some plans The circle of life has mysterious fields
a little lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as horizon. Statements, yes - but what they stand for is long fallen. Angels of memory
rise I have ridden each tide From the gates of the city Where the first born died [Chorus:] And I might have been queen I remember the girl in the fields
little lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as horizon. Statements, yes - but what they stand for is long fallen. Angels of memory
ya brain just like aroma Thoughts swell inside of ya mind like a tumor In this rap field you couldn't match me kid I begged ya when the seventh sense
steady state Of suspended animation Blinded by these rays of light Hailing from the sky Senses now return to him Tribulations feeling dim Now a sordid memory
down. burn. burning down. i've lost my ground. melted from inside. a rotten field that's left. a black space inside of me. it has all gone. the sense