Late Summer Fields

Let's spend the day in bed,
Encase me with your armour, with your armour.
Spin your silver thread,
Keep me safe from harm, safe from harm.

You smile that secret smile, your poetry confusing,
But it's a pleasure to unwind.
We sparkle and shine, let's follow that line,
Let's follow that line, let's follow that line.

Follow that line.

The lights that dance before you seem always to ignore you,
But follow where you go when summer turns to snow.
And I am right behind you and always seem to see through
The veil you never see which keeps you here with me.

I feel [bad word] of power.
Something's [bad word] me inside, keeps me alive.
I feel the force of nature.
Something's pulling me apart, it's pulling me apart.

Something's pulling me apart.
I feel [bad word] of power.
Something's [bad word] me inside, something's [bad word] me inside.
Let's follow that line, follow that line.
And I am right behind you and always seem to see through
The veil you never see which keeps you here with me.