I sit on this bed of strangers
Looking down at the burnt plants
The fog I gave up long ago
It catches my eyes like a song and dance
They juggle a smile, burn their clothes
And in disguise I know where they go
And in disguise and in disguise they
Slowly die
And through the fields of golden doe
He calls my name I go
They reach their hands
Oh God You've called
How You've called?
N.C.
16 miles, 17 miles, 18 miles, 19 miles
20 miles, coming back from exile
So they say the war is over
But the battle's just begun
Coming back from exile
let ring
The bright suprise in the sunrise
Will take me away from my broken car
The blanket I use in the winter time
Will burn with my past
N.C.
And though my heart still loves the pride
Though my eyes still love the size
My dried up bones just love to dry
But I'm gonna keep flying with my sneakers on
I'm gonna keep flying with my sneakers on
I'm gonna keep flying with my sneakers on
And through the fields of golden doe
He calls my name I go
They reach their hands
Oh God You've called
How You've called?
N.C.
16 miles, 17 miles, 18 miles, 19 miles
20 miles, coming back from exile
So they say the war is over
But the battle's just begun
Coming back from exile
N.C.
16 miles, 17 miles, 18 miles, 19 miles
20 miles, coming back from exile
So they say the war is over
But the battle's just begun
Coming back from exile
And through the fields of golden doe
He calls my name I go
They reach their hands
Oh God You've called
How You've called?
By throwing me fall
And I'm gonna walk it all