Fool’s Garden - Glory lyrics

[Fool’s Garden - Glory lyrics]

It's what you think, it's what it's like
So many pieces remain tonight
You've had it all and now you can't get up

It's just the way the story goes
The glass is cut and none of those
Who've licked your boots will help you now
Get up she's run over the fields of glory
Sha lah lah cold rain is slapping
Across her face sha lah lah
She's run over the fields of glory
Sha lah lah
She's run away from the fields of love
The fields of love

She's run over the fields of glory
Sha lah lah cold rain is slapping
Across her face across her face
Across your face

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