Sugar blast
Radio mast
Didn't last along
A sea of yellow blades
Running high, skipping away
The breezes drying
The mountainside, flying
Birds go hurtling by
And the low winter sun in my eyes
Bristling waves
Digital age
The disengaged footnote
On a lonely history page
Running high, icy rage
Of patches slip sliding
Turbines rising
Pillars that hold up the sky
And the low winter sun in my eyes
Got to keep the flame going strong
Gather sticks from round about
Run back to where I lit it
Too late the fire's out
Clanging, cold
Like paper we fold
Weatherboards hold their ground
'Til the trails reappear
Running high, running fear
Gorse upending
Young trees bending
Lips cracking and dry
And the low winter sun in my eyes
Dead end, man said at the gate
Should of turned back down there
You can cross my field if you're wishing
To get there quicker from here
Sugar blast
Radio mast
Didn't last along
A sea of yellow blades
Running high, skipping away
The breezes drying
The mountainside, flying
Birds go hurtling by
And the low winter sun in my eyes
The low winter sun in my eyes
The low winter sun in my eyes
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