The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
The Obsessed
[Verse 1]
This field of yours
I can see in my head
Where bodies heart speaks
With meadows cool falls
Metal facade
Can ride the day
Look at those around you
Find your better way
[Verse 2]
This painful darkness
Is shrouding my soul
We watched the starlight sparkle
Brings warmth from this cold
This cruel subjection
Of laughing tears
Unknown direction
Face these coming years
[Verse 3]
These three words of living
Now have been said
Your plans for future giving
You wish to be dead
Understandings clear now
I've seen the course
You've got the gift of wings, girl
There for you to fly
Calling out, calling names
People's minds, just people's games
Thrown above forced to play
I never willed you pain
[Bridge]
Maybe so, a mistake
I didn't know, all the stakes
This haunting face, no simple dream
Is deeper now than it seems, yeah
I only hope, I satisfy
Not for me, for you I cry
Let's share these days with no regrets
'Cause what we found, never forget
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 4]
Falling down, falling hard
Cannot hide these living scars
It takes your life just to learn
You can never stop the world turn
Field of Hours was written by Scott “Wino” Weinrich & The Obsessed.
Field of Hours was produced by The Obsessed & M.C. Snoob.