Lyrics John's Field - Melissa Ferrick

John's Field

Time seems slow when I’m sittin' around at home
Waitin' for this winter to lift
So I feel my way around my half-lit house
At dawn, 'cause I haven’t gone to bed yet
And then, oh, no!
Here comes a song again
And what’s this?
I think I might be cryin'
And I know this is not about fear or fault;
It’s just my need to be clear
So would you make way, everybody?
It finally looks like I’m movin' out of here
In my dreams, I’m flyin' over still-life scenes
I’ve been eatin' strawberries in John’s field
And I wake up wearin' brand-new shoes
And then, oh, no!
Here it comes, the song again
And what’s this?
I think I might be cryin'
I might be cryin'
If life is just a series of fallin' down and gettin' back up
Don’t forget, everybody, to wear your seat belts
'Cause I’ve been speedin' around this unknown known
And sometimes I forget, too:
Life is just a metronome
With or without me, it would all go on
With or without you, this would all go on
And without you, I’m gonna go on
I’m gonna go on
And then, oh, yes!
here it comes: a song again
And what’s this?
I think I’m finally, finally cryin'
Thank all the gods for cryin'