Ghost Fields

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Intro
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A dark wind, come from the fey.
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Blew under her skirt, and took her away.
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And now that she's gone, the land seems to change.
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Lights on the hills, have never looked so strange.
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I pass by these houses, all out of the way.
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A lot of my friends came from here,
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but none of them still live here today.
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As I walk alone
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through the ghost fields that remain
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down the barren roads
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i recall your ways
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She bends with the winds and he shifts like sand.
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I try to explain, but I'm not an eloquent man.
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She bends with the winds and he shifts like sand.
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I try to explain, but I'm not an eloquent man.
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Do you understand?
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This girl, this boy, They were part of the land.
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What happens to the places we used to tend?
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He's a hard one to trust, And she's a roving ghost.
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Will you come back, will you come back, Or leave me alone?
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Sons, sons, Full of anger & steam,
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Did you find what you were searching for, Or did you bury the dream?
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Daughters, daughters, Return to the fold.
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Will you come back, will you come back, Now your children are grown?
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She's alive, she's alive, A stone floating upstream
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He was the pale rider on a dark horse in a coal black dream...
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