Fields

Well, when she and I were younger, swore we couldn't stay

Cause we had to heed the calling, read a book called Run Away

Grabbed a map, charted the journey, weaving through the land

Rolling in and out of reason, like a whimsical strand

And it hit home, that in this picture of postcard

From a dream we live alone, in a home we've never seen

There's a star on the horizon, just beyond the sinking sun

And I've seen it winking at me, saying I'm the lucky one

I'm obliged to look about me, see myself from afar

And I've seen you right behind me, and now I understand the star

And it hits home, that in this picture of postcard

From a dream we live alone

Well, I have heard from the congregation, they say the sun will shine someday

And I have heard from the world outside, whispering just run away

We've traveled through mountains, the valleys and the fields

Learned the way of the countries, beg borrow or steal

And I'm dreaming about the Southland, and we're headed for the shore

I can see the sails flying, just another mile more

And we hit home

Well, I have heard from the congregation, they say the sun will shine someday

And I have heard from the world outside, whispering just run away

And I have heard from the congregation, they say the sun will shine someday

And I have heard from the world outside, whispering just run away

Far and away

Far and away

Far and away