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Forests and Fields

from A Pocket Made for Dead Men by WNDY

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Well I went down to the forests and the fields
and I met a man and he told me to run for governor


So I left home for the sickness, for the sickness in the leaves from the trees of my soul


I'll smoke whatever you decide to put in my lungs
and I'll drink all of that poison that our parents told us comes
it comes from the devil, from the devil in the snake who sowed the seed of temptation


I am a man, I am falling toward the sky, I am starting to realize that you're gone
I am a drug, I am fixated on love, but you know that you can trust my mind


But when the seasons change I'm fine
Yeah when the seasons change I'm fine


I am asleep and I dream of things to eat and I wait for you to walk to my door
You aren't mad you're just trying to make me sad but the game that we once had we have no more


But then I feel your cold wind doth blow
and then I see your ice and your snow


and then the fumes fill the car and I inhale your guitar and your notes
and all the oxygen we missed won't mean nothing when we kiss, I'm so stoned


This stuff magnifies all the doubt that's in your eyes, and the satellites that fly by your brain
Drinking something laced with the terrifying taste of the shame and the disgrace in your veins
then you hold the rag to my mouth
and you leave it there til I pass out


Sleeping soundly in a pocket, a pocket made for dead men

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from A Pocket Made for Dead Men, released April 5, 2019

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