In the field I’m a wean, runnin’ with the wind
The sky cracks open and it rains on my skin
My t-shirt’s too thin
To keep out the cold
Late comin’ home from school
Playing soldiers in the park
Invisible machine guns in my hands
Swimmin’ with sharks
Until it gets dark
And then we go home
Keysies up, keysies down
Keysies up, keysies down
Keysies up, keysies down
Magic circle all around
