Lied des Tages CXLVIII

Waves Of Grain - Two Gallants

“THIS PLAYGROUND IS YOURS,” SPOKE GOD WHEN YOU MET BEHIND CLOSED DOORS, “GESTURE YOUR HANDS AND THE PAWNS SHALL SUBSIDE.” AND THOUGH YOU PLAY ALONE, YOU NEVER GET LONELY, YOU NEVER GET BORED. WHO NEEDS A FRIEND WHEN GOD’S ON YOUR SIDE? BUT OH NO I SEE THEM FALLING. LET’S ALL PRAY FOR RAIN. AND EVEN I CAN’T PRETEND THAT WE’RE NOT NEAR THE END. BUT WHAT WHEN ALL YOUR FIELDS ARE ROTTEN, YOUR WAVES OF GRAIN, AMBER WAVES OF GRAIN?