Heron Oblivion Beneath Fields
Dreams from the days of others
Green fields walk out today, push the wheel, come what may
Dreams from the ways of suffering, suffering
Choose those who can wait, pull the years past the gate
Steal from the ways nothing, nothing
Just leave all that can stay, light the reels, light the way
Dreams from the days of suffering, suffering
White flowers walk out today, push the fields that we've made
Dreams from the days of others, fathers
White light washes away, break the wheels, come what may