Fields a Burning Songtext
von Andrew & Noah VanNorstrand

Hold on to know, I feel the day will come
When all of our scheming will surely come undone


Do we ever listen? Will we ever change?
What will we do with our time that remains?
What will we do with our time that remains?
My will has been broken, I can′t lift my head
Friend have all left me and counted me as dead
Not so many things I can undo
But, oh, for me, I hadn't been untrue
If only I hadn′t been untrue, if only I hadn't been untrue
The world is full of madness, murder and deceit
The fields are burning, there's fighting in the street
But slowly a chorus is rising ′bove the den
The crying, God, help us, wash away our sins

God, help us, wash away our sins
Oh, God, help us, wash away our sins
God, help us, wash away our sins
God, help us, ooh