We’re the children of the field
We’ve got an empty field to walk through
Black birds overhead
Black birds not too high

And as long as you believe

We’re the children of the field
We’ve got an empty field to run through
Black dirt underfoot
Black dirt dry and cracked

Come along and walk with us

We’re the children of the field
We’re the children of the grain
We’re the children of the giant’s blood
Dirty children needing rain