Man In The Field

There’s a man in the field with a candle in hand
And he walks all the hills and he talks to the land
But when you call out to him, he disappears
But I know he’s there still, the man in the field
There’s a man in the field, I once knew him close
But now I only feel the chill of his ghost
And I used to be who he trusted most
Now I don’t know how he feels, the man in the field

Oh, yeah, he set that old house on fire
Oh, the place I grew up as a child
Oh, his mind and thе land grew wild
But I’m searchin’ still for the man in thе field

There’s a man in the field and I’ve seen him cry
I’ve lost count of the times that I’ve told him goodbye
But I knew he was gone by the look in his eye
No, I know I can’t heal the man in the field
There’s a man in the field and he’s stuck in the past
And he don’t understand that don’t nothing last
If he was more of a man, he’d give all the love back
But he robs and he steals, the man in the field

Oh, yeah, he set that old house on fire
Oh, the place I grew up as a child
Oh, his mind and the land grew wild
But I’m searchin’ still for the man in the field

There’s a man in the field and he’s lost in between
The moon and the sun, the dead and living
And if you listen close to the song of the wind
He’s singin’ with the hills, the man in the field

But I know he’s there still, the man in the field
The man in the field, the man in the field