Fields of Our Home歌词
The Tallest Man On Earth - Kids On The Run
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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Oh meet me when the morning fails on the fields of desire
Oh meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk
Where the promise to lead what is right
As we both know how fields will turn white
And know I will never speak of days
Cause I know you wont count them.
No we have never grown a day from the poison we shared
And we're walking our crooked backs home
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run.
And no we will never be a part of the pictures once taken
When we're feeding fire with the flames til no memories gone
And the cold sky will write us a song
Guess we're still kids on the run
And the reflections in their eyes
Sure could paint us as killers
Oh, I'll be there.
And til t