From the album, Drawing Thoughts https://robchiavelli.bandcamp.com/album/drawing-thoughts white dress innocence under thunder skies vulnerable and ruminant displaced by lies forgiveness comes so hard in the face of crimes revealed she walks it off in fields holding hands walking slow singing songs we used to know before the world came down are the memories real or did they steal everything you held so dear before the world came down He holds his head in his hands as the veil is pulled from the grand charade it’s all a stage the world he’s known he walks it off in fields holding hands walking slow singing songs we used to know before the world came crumbling down are the memories real or did they steal everything you held so dear before your world came down Vulnerable and Ruminant have crossed their paths they sit and talk in fields remember how things used to be long before we came to see and then the world came down I’ll hold your hand we’ll walk the miles will sing new songs and learn to smile we’ll leave the world behind everything that we hold dear has not been lost it’s all right here in fields A fantasy for you and me just close our eyes and we will be in fields