The Fields

At the end of the night We make love to the sun Merging with the stars Falling through the universe In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of today In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of yesterday We are connected We are connected Reality is more than we can see We descendants of the stars Gravity waves rippling through the web Calling from the multiverse At the end of the night We make love to the sun Merging with the stars Falling through the universe In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of today We are connected We are connected We are connected In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of today In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of yesterday In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of today In the fields of tomorrow In the fields of yesterday We are connected