Black Field

I’m here

I’m down

However we started out

I’m staring blankly now

We had

Our names

Carved into a form of grey

So I dipped into a brand new face

We’d arrive home and move our talk to bed

Sounds bittersweet, but laid our promises to rest

It’s on the road, and alone

However we dodge deep currents

As the songs repeat, and we both start listening:

Ooh, ahh