Lyrics

Fields of Life
Where angels lay
Where do these things bleed today?

Walk though the hour glass of time
But I can but fear I?ve been left behind
In forgotten times

Rivers of life that flow over sands
Mountains as high as God?s open hands

And I will search for things left behind
And I will search for what?s been left behind
In forgotten times

Run for the comfort of her heart
As she takes me so warmly
And I am so free to run though meadows
Or stand naked next to angels

In the light of the dark

And what would they, would they say
If we tried, we tried, to change
The hurt and the pain, and the whispers insane, and I know that there?s no one that we can blame
And what would they see
If we changed