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• Artiste: Sam Bisbee
• Titre: Big Field
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Late night, running through the big field Feeling the moon glow, earth flow, world gyration Running with the pleasure of bare feet Hand on my chest, feel the heartbeat Ready for the love vibration, for the palpitation Going to tilt back, grinning to the halo overhead It's a midnight mosspatch moon swoon It's a pagan hipsway holiday And I'm spinning around under the moon feeling raised in the haze Of tree bend leaf shake bird call Cricket harmony And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground Now we're getting buck naked in the big barn When I feel the she shout shock of an echo Gliding, rising, lifting me up into the open Till I'm back in the big field She's by my side, dancing to the treetops Flickering like a firefly She's by my side Dancing to the tree bend leaf shake bird call Cricket harmony And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground Clinging to the floor like a sea anemone Comb my hair like a popstar wannabe Swinging in my paisley shirt and slacks Giving out my number, no phone, just fax Checking the time on my watch so thin Automatic light as the world grows dim Out of my queen-size bed at midnight Into the clubscene crawl till daylight And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air And my head is on the ground And my feet are in the air