"The Field"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
Wait, you just wait
We're lost again
Great, oh just great
We're lost again
Get your mouth out of the gutter
Get your butt back to the sand
If it gets any hotter, rock your baby in the sun
And make your big break
We're us again
Shake your big weight
You'll crave again
The field has melted snow in summer
Black with lousy rain
One more star above the clouds is not such a bad thing
I have to say, I have to say
One more star above the buoys is not such a bad thing
Say it, just say
We're safe again
Get your mouth out of the gutter
Get your butt back to the sand
If it gets any hotter, take your baby by the hand
