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Paroles: Fields. 7 From The Village. Song For The Fields.


Your not the only one
Bringing money home
Breaking backs and toil
Wasting lives in soil
And our revelery
Destroy our landmarks
Falling in the sea
Collective memory

Longserving, Deserving
Our masters wont leave us

Your not the only one

Looking for your turn
Setting off the fires
To watch our bridges burn
Burn

Wait for me, hopelessly

Your not the only one
Briging money home
Breaking of your ties
Filling blanks with lies
If its meant to be
Destroy our landmarks
Falling in the sea
Selective memory

Longserving, Disturbing
Our masters have turned us

Your not the only one
Wasting every turn
Were setting of the fires
To watch our bridges burn
Wait for me, hopelessly

Your not the only one [x12]

(Thanks to ella for these lyrics)