I only turned to see
What hand had set this inner field
Alight against the flame I see
The outline of a man against a night

Take back your sympathy
I do not need to drink that bitter stuff
I'd rather break the thread
That bound us close, and say we called a bluff

Casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?

Casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?

My eyes have gone to coal
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It's nothing I would be concerned about
Observe the moment
When the heat of love becomes the chill of doubt

Casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?

Casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?

Casual match
In a very dry field
Fire and ashes
Is the season's yield

Look for the sign
But it is not revealed
Fire and ashes
Is the season's yield

Songwriter(s): Suzanne Vega, Mitchell Froom
Copyright: Wb Music Corp., Waifersongs Ltd., Wyoming Flesh Publishing
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