A Field in Holland - Fifty Grand

See these lights?

On my neck some ice

Father Time, please don’t take what’s mine

Strange times, are you sippin' blood or wine?

Don’t feel right, never in my life

See these eyes?

Darker than the night

See these heights

Where I put my mind?

Strange cries, I get crazy when I try

Never mind, I can’t run from time

But I feel wind on my face

That means that I got far away

Lived to see one more day

I think that I might be okay

I feel wind on my face

Don’t go losing what you can’t replace

At the end of the day

I’ll be hoping that you’re okay

Go ahead, don’t wait

I’ll be in the dark all day

They’re worried about me

Tears of blood fall like old days

Feel like a gold chain lost up in the ocean

Tears of blood fall like old days

Hangin by a thread tied tight to your devotion

But I feel wind on my face

That means that I got far away

Lived to see one more day

I think that I might be okay