Bat for Lashes – Winter Fields

Hurtling through heavy snow

Our hands are cold and the moon sets low

Little sister let your sharp teeth show

Pass winter fields

Stop the car by the old wire post

Skitty rabbits make good paper ghosts

But let me salt of the Sussex coast

And fall into winter fields

Rose out in whites

Spelled our escape in the old torch lights

Oh mother I’m scared to close my eyes

Some winter dreams

Make you dive and dive and dive down

In sub-zero I can’t stand still

Colors of absence flooding the hill

And when I mount I trick

And spill through winter fields

Under the stairs taṗs the metronome

The diver suit that we’ve all outgrown

I need to get to where the wild things roam

Through all of my winter dreams

Rose of white

Spelled our escape in the old torch light

Oh mother I’m scared to close my eyes

Some winter dreams make you dive and dive

And dive down