Folk Song

Album cover art for "Folk Song" by The Sundays

The Sundays - Pop

Folk Song

0 Plays

Duration: 3:04

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Summer sky and a throat bone dry And all the fields are all gold Dusty lane with a song in my brain And it stoned me to my soul [Chorus] I climb higher, move towards the fire Blaze, sun [Verse 2] Silver trees and a whispering breeze Are my sight and my sound The thought of heaven couldn't drag me from the path When I'm wandering here alone [Chorus] I climb higher, move towards the fire So, blaze, sun [Outro] Watch until it dies, slow-falling from the sky Pale fading sun

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Harriet Wheeler
  • David Gavurin