Rule And Thumb
I walk across the field I cannot see for night
I walk across the field
A bitumen landscape
I can survey the damage
In lifeless blades of wheat
Designed by rule and thumb
A broken wing of steel
A symbol of decay
You can’t see much advantage
In making enemies
When they say change will come
I’ve seen your face
I don’t know why
I’ve seen your face
I don’t know why
So don’t push me
Don’t push me
Don’t push me
I don’t like it
Don’t like it
Can’t you see?
I walk across the field I cannot see for night
I take a torch with me I set the field alight
I taste the burning grass
I smell the bitumen
I cauterise the sores
Designed by rule and thumb
Changes would could come
By rule and thumb
Changes would could come
By rule and thumb
Changes would could come
By rule and thumb
Changes would could come
