Voices in the Field

Running through fields of flowers and smoke

Leaving behind all that we've built

The garden now in ashes and the roof is caving in

A broken hourglass, blood running thin

For your life, come to my side

For your life, take me from here

For your life, open up your heart

Let me hear your voice

Let me hear you sing

I wasn't on my way down to the marketplace

Wasn't at the schoolyard where our children play

I wasn't in our home standing in the living room

Or writing you a note that I'll be back soon

For your life, come to my side

For your life, take me from here

For your life, open up your heart

Let me hear your voice

Let me hear you sing

Oh, let me hear you sing

Let me hear you sing

I don't recognize myself that much anymore

Memories in my pockets and the coins on the floor

All I smell is smoke and all I ever see

Is the look in your eyes, the look in your eyes

For your life, come back to my side

For your life, take me from here

For your life, open up your heart

For your life, let me hear your voice

For your life, open up your heart

For your life, let me hear your voice

Oh, let me hear you sing

Let me hear you sing