Give me a field.
Where I can plant my veins.
and I can build myself.
A new frame.
Give me the land.
So I can make my
stand. By the door I’ll watch the rain.
And I’ll watch for days.
Watch for days.
And standing on that Isle.
All the colours you see.
They’re not clean.
Walking in that fen.
All the colours you feel.
They’re not complete.
Watch for days.
Watch for days.
Give me a rock.
Something to throw and stop.
The boundaries holding love.
And watch for days.
Watch for the days. Watch for days.
But it’s not mine.
Oh standing on that Isle.
All the colours in scene.
They’re not clean.
Walking in that fen.
All the colours you feel.
They’re not real.
Standing on that Isle.
All the colours you see.
They’re not complete.
Walking in that fen.
All the colours you feel.
Red, blue and green.