Voices in the Field

Running thru fields of flowers and smoke
Leaving behind all that we’ve built
The garden now ashes and the roof is caving in
A broken how glass
Blood running thin
For your life… come to my side
For your life… take me from here
For your life… open up your heart
Let me hear your voice
Let me hear you sing
I wasn’t on my way down to the marketplace
Wasn’t at the schoolyard
Where our children play
I wasn’t in our home standing in the living room
Or writing you a note that
I’ll be back soon
For your life… come to my side
For your life… take me from here
For your life… open up your heart
Let me hear your voice
Let me hear you sing
Oh, let me hear you sing
Let me hear you sing
I don’t recognize myself that much anymore
Memories in my pockets and coins on the floor
All I smell is smoke and all I ever see
Is the look in you eyes
That look in you eyes
For your life… come to my side
For your life… take me from here
For your life… open up your heart
For your life… let me hear your voice
For your life… open up your heart
For your life… let me hear your voice
Oh, let me hear you sing
Let me hear you sing