Field of Vision

Butterflies, they begin to flutter now

Melting inside popcorn butter brow

The shots are lined up

Gotta love that clinking sound

Jess is cracking the whip to head down

Am I an offering to the gods in the ring

Entertaining feast fit for a king?

All the blood, sweat and the tears that we put into everything

Year after year, we're still here

In this field of vision

Field of vision

We seeing cyclopean

Cyclopean

In this field of vision

Field of vision

We don't need no religion

Still running blind after so many years

And surely something's gotta give?

Corneal conditions got me scrutinising

I'm feeling like a horse on ket

Yeah, the thunder of the hooves

Run from a pack of wolves

The drumming of the limbs

Overtake the wind

Living in a field of vision

Big ride

Leather eye

With a one-track mind

One race

One course

Fly upon the metal horse

Goose for the sauce

Get bruised

Get loose

Attitude

Blindfold me

I can see the music

Look at me

Field of vision

You and your orchid of eyes

Cyclopean

Sight can sting

Field of vision

I'm thinking that it's harvest time, yeah

I lied to God

Faith dead

Stage plot

Bird strike at high

I glide

I'm being a silly

I'm being a silly billy

I'm being a silly

I'm being a silly billy

I'm being a silly

I'm being a silly billy

I'm being a silly

Silly billy