Winter Fields

Hurtling through heavy snow

Our hands are cold and the moon sets low

Little sister let your sharp teeth show

Pass winter fields

Stop the car by the old wire post

Scaredy rabbits make good paper ghosts

That lick the salt off the Sussex coast

And fall into winter fields

Rows of white

Spelled our escape in the old torch lights

Oh mother, I'm scared to close my eyes

Some winter dreams, wreckin' dive and dive and dive down

In sub zero I can't stand still

Colors of absence flooding the hill

In wonderment I trip and spill

Through winter fields

Under the stairs taps the metronome

The diver suit that we've all outgrown

I need to get to where all the wild things roam

Through all of my winter dreams

Rows of white

Spelled our escaped in the old torch lights

Oh mother, I'm scared to close my eyes

Some winter dreams, wreckin' dive and dive and dive down