Huffman Prairie Flying Field lyrics

Visit mysterious fields See them with small courage There you will come to a bird She may scream the word But if that's what you think you heard Then that's what you heard And if that's what you want to hear Then that's what I will tell you Black without warning The storm and the morning star It's look! We are angels on wires From a pregnant sky And if that's where you think you'll go Then that's where you'll go And if that's what you want to feel Then that's what I will sell you And now I've come back Translucent and peeled At Huffman Prairie Flying Field I've come to start up my head Been closed and locked up For far too long For far too long For far too long For far too long