Songtexte: Fields. 7 From The Village. Brittlesticks.

A sadness in my heart
What tears these lives apart
But will leave a mark on you

The tributes that i read
Convince me that your dead
Im sure youll find the same things to

Throw out these stones
Brittle sticks of bones
I should have brought to you
Tell me something

Take back the car
Its brittle ash flies hard
It burnt my life right through

Suspicion in my heart
Its torn this life apart
I saw it leave a mark on you

A doubt thats in my head
What raise you fromt he dead
We wasted time to find it too

Throw out these stones
Brittle sticks of bone
I should have brought to you
Tell me something

Take back the car
Its brittle ash flies hard
It burnt my life right thorugh

Throw out these stones
Brittle sticks of bone
I should of brought to you
Tell me something

Take back the car
Its brittle ash flies hard
Its burnt my life right through