Wind through the wheat in the fields
Fields full of wheat this year
Sky turning white outside
You should see the view from here
I have been studying how I might compare
This prison where I live to something
Last of the cars long gone
Sleep on the roof all day
Warm in the cold spring sun
There will be the devil to pay
I have been studying how I might compare
I have been studying how I might compare
I have been studying how I might compare
This prison where I live to something
Fields full of wheat this year
Sky turning white outside
You should see the view from here
I have been studying how I might compare
This prison where I live to something
Last of the cars long gone
Sleep on the roof all day
Warm in the cold spring sun
There will be the devil to pay
I have been studying how I might compare
I have been studying how I might compare
I have been studying how I might compare
This prison where I live to something
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