Fields Of Fire
Beween the father and his son

Between the city and the one

Between the teacher and the test

Between the journey and the rest



The shining eye will never cry

The beating heart will never die

The house on fire holds no shame

I will be coming home again



Four hundred miles

Without a word until you smile

Four hundred miles

On fields of fire



Between the woman and the boy

Between the child and a toy

Between the following of the west

Between the journey and the rest