Letra de Flowers Of The Field

The darkness
The cold mines knew it best
When the daylight headed west
And disappeared

Progression
On the morning goes
But regardless no one knows
The day has cleared
Oh we are blind

I’ll be the flowers of the field
That slowly bloom
While you are slowly sleeping on the ground
And I’ll be your escort in a sad waltz
Around the room
I’ll twirl you all around
Without a sound

The snowfall
The Great Lakes know it best
When the summers travel west
And disappear

Like dry ice
The snowcaps on the hills
Melt like 50 dollar bills of our new year
Oh we are cold

I’ll be the flowers of the field
That slowly bloom
While you are slowly sleeping on the ground
And I’ll be your escort in a sad waltz
Around the room
I’ll twirl you all around
Without a sound

We‘re trying hard
To alleviate
This dizzy feeling
And We’re skipping meals
Because it feels that bad

If we survive, we’ll stay alive
Below the ceiling
Of new atmospheres and brighter years
That we’ll have