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Dear forever
Do you exist
I dreamt I held you in my arms
Ever since I was a kid
We’d run into the sunset
And we’d frolic in the fields
We’d thank our

Holy Ghost

A$AP Rocky

At.Long.Last.A$AP

2015

Let's show these stupid field niggas they could own they masters
Holy smokes, I think my pastor was the only folk
To own the Rollie, Ghost and Rolls

Fly migrator
On wings of a grizzly bear
Hearing romance language
No need to translate
It feels like lying down in the greenest fields
It's going

Endless death fields wandering
Lone and self pleased, through the void
Through the void

Now sleep away the fears
Life ain't but a game for the wicked
Now i

I been in the field like a real night terror
She moving cheeks
How could i not stare
You aint gotta dare me
Im balling like Jeremy
She calling like

of white
Like rain pouring all through spring
You are watering the barren fields green
Like sun on the first of June
You unearthed my tomb with summer's

pay her bills
Real niggas keep it silent
They be acting in the field
I'm chasing money in my sleep
Signed myself before the deal
Run up 30 in a week
I

eyes to find it
Trust shattered though the mirror lens
But there was darkness right behind it
I return to parish fields
Where memory fades to longing

All my niggas drillin' 'cause we kill
Most of these niggas ain't real
Catch a nigga lackin' on the field
All my niggas drillin' 'cause we real
All my

Ride into the fields 
Tell me your too cool to feel
Bend the shape into the mind that makes you
I can’t find a new sign but I found you
Color in

Hard

Rich Mullins

A Liturgy, A Legacy & A Ragamuffin Band

1993

hard (yeah hard)
Oh Lord it's hard to be like Jesus 

Well His eye's on the sparrow 
And the lilies of the field I've heard 
And He will watch over

you 

And if I was in a field 
In a field 
Full of many other blooms 
I know this for a fact 

I'd pick you
I'd pick you 

Every time I see you 
My

The Hostess With the Mostes' On the Ball

Ethel Merman

The Best of Irving Berlin

2006

a field, hoping to find some soil
He dug and he dug and, what do you think?
Oil, oil, oil
The money rolled in and I rolled out
With a fortune piled so

Amidst forsaken ruins
A kingdom ruled by grief
Amongst the ashen dunes
Unyielding flower gleams
To lead again the rued
Across the wilted fields

Here I walk in the Winnipeg rain
Tryin' to get a bus, tryin' to get train
Tryin' to get back to my field of grain
Away from Portage Street

instead of brains
Usually they sprout in fields and plains
In key positions without stains
Left and right and east and west
Good, the ones that I like best

trees
Well I've gotta field of sunflowers
Waiting for me on the other side
This road could be winding on for hours
Still, I'll get there just in time
Yes,

together
Laughing and talking about how their bodies hurt

Sprinting through corn fields
Screaming at corn fields

They told me he was a good man
And that's

Come out and play Cops and Looters
Field trip day for school shooters
Mommy, I wanna be the Punisher
Mommy they wouldn't do
What I told them to
Play

Sipping on that cosmos
Got me wandaring
Where you in
Oh
Keep it lowkey when we finished
Overtime in the field
Like I'm a QB no decision
Oh baby , im

you to see us through

So, take these tears and throw them all away, you'll see
They'll grow into fields of violets
You'll see fields of violets

rattlesnakes
Pack rats, ranch cats
Prairie dogs, gray-diggers
Field mice, porcupines

And
China pheasants, bobwhites
Goldfinches, turtledoves
Meadowlarks,

Running through this escapade, I don't wanna take what hurts
Arm the fields and paper plants, maybe you can fake it first

Take the bet, you're gonna

Whenever I need some sanctuary or silence
I can count on this destination from my past

Its inviting and open field welcomes me for every visit
I