
splitting Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2018
Lyrics
I was born in a field of strawberries
Fruit punch red and every shade of pink
It fades in time and bleeds into the greys
Colors harsh and sharp until they up and run away
The red is missing now
The red is missing
The red is missing now
The red is missing
Let me dream in a field of strawberries
Free from all the inconsistencies
Underneath the safest, tallest tree
The strawberries are all I want to see
I let them in my field of strawberries
I can't decide if it's them or me
Devouring, destroying everything
I split in two and I'm carried like a seed
How many strawberries will there be next spring
The rest is missing now
The rest is missing
The rest is missing now
The rest I'm missing
Let me die in a field of strawberries
Fruit keeps falling down my sleeve
From my bony shoulders, they pour into the street
I'll bury them beneath the safest, tallest tree
Let me be in a field of strawberries
Pull me out from the roots grown over me
Toss me around or gently carry me
Or leave me to sleep in this field of strawberries