Fields of Gold

Album cover art for "Fields of Gold" by Daughter of Swords

Daughter of Swords - Rock, Folk

Fields of Gold

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[Verse 1] Parking lot motel Man stumbles out of his room, just looking like hell He hits the seat, slams the door and tears out of sight I wonder where he'll be tonight [Chorus] But when I'm flying down the road Through dry fields of gold Sometimes I can almost feel Like I've left the crushing real Real, real [Verse 2] The sun is at my back Shadows stretch out black Blowing like the breeze As it gusts all through the wheat [Verse 3] That trucker's got a cigarette of ash In a dotted white line trance Out of the wilderness of I-40 West Just a big gulp in a leather vest [Chorus] And when it's rubber to the ground Ride that shadow down Round the bend oh pungent grows the pine I see mountains on the rise Rise, Rise Rise, Rise Ohh, ohh

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Writers
  • Alexandra Sauser-Monnig