The Field from Last by Low Low Low La La La Love Love Love

They say that roots burrow between rocks
You can’t pull up a weed without breaking some
But you, my cut flower, my severed stem
Don’t even know the ground that you grew in

The flowering season is not long
We hang our necks and spring is here and gone
And we just follow the yellow sun
And with our narrow stems we lean some
And we just follow the yellow sun
And with our narrow stems we lean some

It’s just a field however it’s named
It’s like the same thing as a grave
It’s only earth all the same
One day you’ll feel better
You will feel better
You will feel better in your vase

• Alternative
• acoustic folk
• acoustic pop
• alternative folk
• banjo
• bedroom folk
• bedroom pop
• folk pop
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