Out Seeing The Fields taby ukulele według Dawud Wharnsby Ali

By : Dawud Wharnsby

D                           G
Briskly, rising to the sky. 
D                           G
Cold, clouds rushing past. 
D                           G
Flying, hopes to never land. 
A                           A
Light. Stretching out my hand.

A                       G
Out seeing the fields. 
G
What is a dream and
            D
can you tell me what is real?
A                                  G
Everyone else is home in bed, 
A                                      A
and I’m out here lost in my own head,
A                     G
out seeing the fields.


D                                   G
Freeze, crystal on the bridge.
D                                   G
Trees. Frozen diamond leaves.
D                                   G
Ice, stiffening the wheat.
A                      A
Wind, underneath my feet.

Chorus

G                                                  D
I only feel close to you when I’m under open sky.
G                                                  D
I only feel guided when I’m free to question why.
G                                                  D
Only when I smell the earth upon my face,
A                                A
will I ever be free to fly from this place.

Chorus

D                                          G
Morning, wings against the ledge. 
D                                          G
Frost trees painted on the glass. 
D                                      G
Snow, covering the streets.
A            A
Home, warm beneath my sheets