Lay me down on fields at dark
And the stars are frosted fast
Set like birds, singing and far
Lay me down on fields at dark
Lay me down on fields at dark
Take my hand, though the road is long
And the torture carries on
Hear the hawk and the killing song
Take my hand, though the road is long
Take my hand, though the road is long
L-ay me down, lay me down
L-ay me down, lay me down
Dance, my vision, bleak and red
In your comfort-loving head
Oh, my eyes are color-dead
Dance, my vision, bleak and red
Dance, my vision, bleak and red
L-ay me down, lay me down
L-ay me down, lay me down
Bleed the grain and the sap will run
Root cut down below our ground
Search the seed, find wings among
Bleed the grain and the sap will run
Bleed the grain and the sap will run
Lay me down between the days
When the sun sleeps high in the hay
Set like waves, an endless play
Lay me down between the days
Lay me down between the days
L-ay me down, lay me down
L-ay me down, lay me down
L-ay me down, lay me down
L-ay me down, lay me down