Darker and more restless, with a bouncy alternative edge and a strong melodic core. Written by Mark Daynes & John Love.
Lyrics
Through The Broken Fields
Getting away on a wasted year
Only a matter of trust in here
Here in the street when I shout your name
Coming on strong in a twisted game
Getting away on a wasted line
Ain’t no money, I ain’t no time
Here in the wake of a battleyard
The light’s much clearer, the bar’s not far
Life is ready
I’m too afraid to die
Life is steady
I guess that it’s goodbye
Moving on
Through the broken fields
Running the night for its chequered flag
Alive for the ocean I’ve never had
Aware of indigo rushes that swear
Moments like these were gifted to tear
Am I desire inside of rosé?
Are we adrenalised to explode?
Under chandeliers’ dark we attain
A route where the beer off’s never closed.