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a roller coaster
Going up and down
She moved away for college
But I'm stuck in our hometown
But her green eyes are shining
Like a golden field of wheat

Laying under an apple tree
Among golden fields of wheat
When suddenly, she came to me
Out of the corner of my eye

She was a fox, loose

From the fields of wheat to the sunlit streets,
Where the wind whispers secrets, and the heart beats,
Every mile I roam, I can't help but yearn,
For

Fields of wheat and rows of cotton
double wide on the side of dirt road forgotten
Summer heat and winter floods
Well good luck if you ever get stuck

hand-in-hand to have a good life
We had corn in the field and wheat in the bin, and then
Whoops! Oh Lord, I was the father of twins! Because...

She had kisses

1:

Ever since I was born
In fields of wheat and corn
I climbed the walnut tree
It rained it's nuts for free
And when the winter came
Was nuts was so

we from?
Saskatchewan! (Oohh Ohh oh)
Saskatchewan (Oohh Ohh oh) 

Golden fields of wheat
Makes good food to eat
We export it worldwide
We live and work

the fields of wheat
She was in her sundress, I in my suit and tie

"Where are we going?" I asked her
She said, "Wherever the road takes us" 
And that moment,

From their apartments in the human hive,
cicada people swarm and writhe,
shrieking out delirious lies
at me.

Like windy fields of wheat on fire,

Just another diamond day
Just a blade of grass
Just another bale of hay
And the horses pass

Just another field to plough
Just a grain of wheat
Just

of strings

Where are the wilds of childhood?
The field of wheat so friendly
The wilds of childhood
And the pieces of my personality

Zucchini's summer squash
In gardens they posh
Eggplants, purple sheen
In dishes they gleam
Corn, golden and sweet
Fields of waving wheat
Cucumbers, cool

torn and broken.

It happened here today

In these golden, peaceful wheat fields.



She's staring at the sky

All of her dreams are gone now.

Her

All your darkest sins
Calling out
I brought you in
From the fields
With the wheat
The last tunes of that engine
Coughing out
I'm turning in
The hope

to laugh at man"
"The fuck did you say?"
"Yo what the hell he's gone crazy he's gone crazy!

Running through wheat fields
Start to get that killing feel

Arcadia

The table's set for gods of men
In fields of golden wheat swaying with the wind
Ah who ah hey Arcadia

Golden Fire, crimson desire
All the answers

In the golden fields where the wheat grows low Beneath the white and in the sky the sunbeams
All glow Farmers toil with their gentle earnest pace

stored recollections
On the fields as the wheat turns to gold
But the memories that play all too soon fade away
As the sun travels west like a prisoner

they've been doing
All day out in the fields

Of the wheat and hay that they've cut down,
Sure, it's all that they can do,
While we poor jolly, jolly hearts

of scents, banishing the gloom.
From fields of lavender, to roses red,
The summer scent lingers, like words unsaid.

(Chorus)
Oh, the summer scent, a melody

under the watch of stars


In the heart of nature, we find our peace
By a quiet stream or a field of golden wheat (mm-hmm)
Where the pace is gentle,

cant lie guess I missed them just a little
And we're off now, clover fields mixed with wheat
I lay down, your brown eyes staring back at me
I hope now,

you, cocksucking bastards!

Plough through fields of wheat and rye
Burn it all and let them all die in the flaming fields
Confiscate the fish they catch

Color Green [Gloris in Excelsis]

Rich Mullins

A Liturgy, A Legacy & A Ragamuffin Band

1993

and bring to life Your land 
Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made 
Blue for the sky and the color green that fills these fields