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Fields Burning

by Fields Burning

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Winding white stream that flows ever faster Runs its course and dissolves in the sea Filled with all that it's passed on its way Have you come here in search of an answer In the hour of your heart's malady? In the midst of your rending apart? Walk with me along the way By the edge of a precipice So enchanted there with nothingness The extinguishing sentiments Let us live without tomorrow Once I heard that a great chain of Being Ran from God through the angels to me Chain unbroken through all of time Ghostly shapes in the shade by the river Wan and ghostly the light on the ground Ghostly all that was once beautiful But beauty I see as I Plunge my eyes into the abyss Never such a tempting sight as it Dance of death in the sunset Might as well be no tomorrow Strong the soul that can pass into silence Set free at the long river's end And in silence released from the dream In that ocean of innocence All is lost and all forgiven there Never-ending cadence For a nature thrown and fallen Held out into nothingness With everything before and after us Closer now, the horizon And I know there's no tomorrow No tomorrow
Joy's Desire 06:36
Under cathedral tower's spire The joy of my waiting Joy, my desire Up from the bridges of despair A song of devotion climbs the air Waking, and through my windowpane A voice full of sadness cries out in vain Wrapped in the sorrowful sublime Respite in the time spent standing in the shadow Of a mountainside Joy's desire Stand there broken-hearted I raised high the blade But God stayed my hand In a vision in the desert In my heart's holy land I return there again When in death's lonely throes To the ground of my beseeching Where the red flower grows Oh world without end As I walk valleys through With a sorrow everlasting And a mountain in view Under cathedral tower's spire The joy of my waiting's song rising higher And higher, and hoping love may be More than a blinding shadow cast forever By a mountainside Joy's desires And their broken-hearted
To that land, sorrow In whispers I have known And heard told of a secret that lies therein One true release from despair and sin It fell to me, Gift in mystery And I carried it down to the world below Down in a time when the passions grow For this world, I yearned To love me in return But only a siren can beg and plead With the light on the water and in the trees And it moved within One like a spirit wind I pictured her as a glimmering stream That flows from the heart of the endless dream Come drink at last This poison in my glass Once, only once, and forever again Come take my hand And through the shifting sands Walk in this shadow, a world without end Because hell we froze, And gates of heaven closed The Holy, Holy Lord of Hosts Has dissolved in the mist as a living ghost So to whither away As the hours and the days go by But I can yet be moved And the sands ever soothe my pride In that wellspring Water is wine Bringing everything to life In that morning Bright as the mind Love is on a wing But the rose from the ground I could not beseech The light on the water was out of reach In this land I roam, To find the long way home If you tell me the secret I knew before All that I ask, and nothing more
Void in the hesitant, waning light Blood of an innocence shed in spite Beast in the tall grass, biding time Ghost of the hidden past, bread and wine In a high church spire Over the field of fire In the pale sunshine At the break of day
Maysong 07:57
Oh my pride, White flower so fair Fair winter of mine Held in this, My somber appending That in ending I might Be remembering a birdsong in May Sung from on high Up above, The ringing of bells Into and endless sigh Snowy veil, befitting a bride Kindred spirit that I Wed in the ashes of a long summer's day Wrung from my eyes Endlessly does the vastness cry Where a songbird flown far away Once so heavenly a love song did sing Screams in the night Drawing near The snow-swirling air Whence our fates were entwined Tendrils climb The frostbitten hands Held in rapture with mine Once we would upon awaking rejoice Now eventide And our time And time hereafter Turn in the raging fire Burning still Into the slumber Under church tower's spire Dove descending the bright windowpane Lately inspires And oh how that vastness cries Yet so strange a joy still I find And even as the angel of death Stands at my side Cast me white mountainside For a moment just to stand there in That clear running stream When I walked in your garden When I lay on your shore When I dwelled in your Eden Fallen now, fallen evermore To the world Down below Hopes for storming the heavens Come to naught in the end But the red rose of bleeding If so held in the trembling hand May redeem Now and again
Take me, and be gone And turn away Old friend I've remembered Standing there with nothing more to say Go, lay to rest What will never be As I, once lost in a shadow Am seeing now with nothing more to see All that windy day In the falling snow All the time caught in the narrows Between the hour of lead and letting go All forgiven now And undone at last Goodbye, cult of sorrow And all the dreams of running out the past Come a time A summer time When every little thing Comes back again A time When each of us Will be standing on the shore And each of us Will be standing on the shore The one in whom I came to rest The whole great world of our making Set off now into space, but I am blessed Blessed, with much time to Think of and fight Love and life everlasting And ships out on the water in the night
On your wall, a picture of Sisters on a mountainside Your hair is long, your face is fond Mountainside and lonely shore, Rock that in its shift has left me A mind on fire, a heart at war Chase the pretty little ghost through the old dark place Though I am a ghost myself, you elude me again And again And may your star shine brightly Mountains high


released February 11, 2015

All compositions, arrangements, and lyrics by Ethan Foote.

Produced by Peter Fox and Ethan Foote.
Recorded and mixed by Peter Fox; additional engineering by Mike Okusami.
Mastered by Jeff Gruber at Blue House Productions.

Photos by Erik Sharar.

Album credits:

Ethan Foote: Guitars, basses, mandolin on track 2, percussion on tracks 1, 2, 6, and 7, cello on track 7

Wanda Perkins: Vocals

Alan Kayanan: Drums

Neil Brown: Trumpet

Marian McLaughlin: Vocals on track 4

Peter Fox: Organ

invoke is:

Nick Montopoli: Violin

Zach Matteson: Violin

Karl Mitze: Viola

Geoff Manyin: Cello


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Fields Burning Washington, D.C.

Fields Burning is the creation of composer, arranger, and multi-instrumentalist Ethan Foote and vocalist Wanda Perkins.

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