Field and Flower

Stephen Gordon -Field and Flower

Oh I wanna know where you go

And keep your curtains cool and low

Run for the river and stones it's carving

Lost in a mirror that's lying hardly

I just wanna know what you need

Could't give you up for anything

Arms in a circle around the evening

We'll be talking but barely speaking

Moved in the rush of quiet breathing

Kiss your smiling lips your teeth are

White and cold as the moon a'hanging

Hung like your grandma's quilts and blankets

Heavy in the lap of field and flower

Light treads soft in the sky these hours

Good as any time to tell you

Dreamed of you each time I've held you

Race for the river and sand it's stealing

I know a place that spring is healing

Dressed in shadows wild grasses taking

The river snores beside their shaking

I'm with you

You're with me too

I'm with you