Beneath Fields - Heron Oblivion

Dreams from the days of others

Green fields walk out today, push the wheel, come what may

Dreams from the ways of suffering, suffering

Choose those who can wait, pull the years past the gate

Steal from the ways nothing, nothing

Just leave all that can stay, light the reels, light the way

Dreams from the days of suffering, suffering

White flowers walk out today, push the fields that we’ve made

Dreams from the days of others, fathers

White light washes away, break the wheels, come what may