Freedom Fields

Colour my eyes within the wilderness

Colour the breeze outside your door

Cover your tracks with natures innocence

Gather your grace up off the floor

A lesson lived a lesson learned

A heart to give a hear to burn

Sun it rise above the freedom fields

Spoiling a morning on your night

Smoke in your eyes to let the demos heal

A bottle of wine to keep your right

A lesson lived a lesson learned

A heart to give a hear to burn

Cause all this world is waiting for it

And all these wrongs seem right to me

But no-one has the time

Yeah no-one has the time to live