field of bees

false start little meadowlark
doe-eyed into golden hour
take flight in the dead of night
ask the heavens why

was our kingdom made of sand?
was it your blood on my hands?
did we ever stand a chance?
ask the heavens why

i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother

parched lips somewhere desolate
lifetime left without a kiss
confines of a narrow mind
ask the heavens why

i'm afraid of who i am
just a fragment of a man
who will never understand
ask the heavens why

i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother

scheming how to return to the deep end
building the will to drown you
i've found you
insatiable hunger with no remedy

i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother
i may never love another, 'nother, 'nother