The story
The fields close in before he can catch his breath.
He stands in the pasture where the calm should hold, but every fence post feels too near and the air turns mean. The grass, the animals, the wide-open ground all press in as his mind runs faster than his feet, and he keeps looking for a way out that isn’t there. He is still there when the panic hits its next stride.
No lyric sheet is published for this track, so this reading is drawn from its title and the sound of the record.
Lyrics
The lyric sheet for this one isn't published yet — press play and listen along.