Out in the Fields

Out in the fields
A plane so surreal
A wind on your mind
Won't leave you behind
Out in the shimmering fields

Up in the sky
An eagle drifts by
With faith in his wings
And the song that he sings
His paradise waiting downstream

I've never been here before
And I'll never be here again
If I'm still here alone, by then

The sun won't be setting
On a land where bliss is unrelenting
The tide won't be turning
And the flame of peace will still be burning on
And on, and on
Out in the fields

Out in the fields
The golden skies yield
Truth in your eyes
A mind's perfect lies
Something that might've been real

I've never been here before
And I'll never be here again
If I'm still here alone, by then

The sun won't be setting
On a land where bliss is unrelenting
The fog is receding
In the tranquil realm of a mind deceiving
The tide won't be turning
And the flame of peace will still be burning on
And on, and on
Out in the fields