Calling the fields
Would you take what is yours, my sweetheart Would you take what is yours
Now we will heal, now we'll be gone Knee on the field with a shivering hand
Never thought of time like that And we still play it outside yet, so
Would you take what is yours, my sweetheart Would you take what is yours
With your heart
Hence, we're ninety cents We're far away
Cause what you sow is what you get It's reaping day
Knee at the cross
Knee at the cross Knee at the cross
With down and despair
Shivering hands
Knee in your bed Knee all alone
Knee on the field with a shivering hand Never thought of time like that
And we still play it outside yet, so Would you take what is yours, my sweetheart
Would you take what is yours, my sweetheart Would you take what is yours, my sweetheart

heart, I want to take what is yours, with your hands, we're ninety cents, we're far
away, cause what you sow is what you get, it's leaping day.
So hurry now, sky's broken, here she's calling from her mouth wide open, so out of time,
so fallen down, what is lost you will find and *** with your hands, the odds and ends,
the shadow build, cause what you sow is what you get, it's leaping day.
So it's all you get and what you take is all there is, and what you lose is what you'll
find, oh, what the hell, yeah, what the hell, it's been another reaping day, it's been another
reaping day.
It's been.


It's been.
It's been.

Another reaping day