Luyện nghe bài hát Life of the Fields

Your eyes are flat, the hot
Night over the barren system
Leave the cracked block
Come back to the old
Throw your behind the plow
Throw your wine in the face of

Feel the sea
Children played in the garden
We're all Barleycorn
all one in old religion
Meet me by the rye
The question mark in the eye

Gaelic and harvest moons
Shinto at the phallic symbol
Mustard seed and
A to live, a time to die

Meet me in the waving
The question in the scarecrow summer
Meet me out by the lemon
me down, and pump me dry

Lie back down and think of
In the of the willow
Mastering the pain
Gorgeous on your petal

Mustard and dandelion
wine for the old religion

The high priest and the
Piping at the of knowledge
Saturnine as the god
Hammering, it on

me by the waving rye
The question in the scarecrow's eye

Gaelic runes and harvest
dogs at the phallic symbol
Mustard seed and
A time to live, a to die

me in the waving summer
The question mark in the eye
Making out by the
me down, and pump me dry

Like now and think of sorrow
The question in the scarecrow's eye
Mustard seed and
A time to live, a to die

me in the waving leaves
The question mark in the summer...