If anyone knows me, they’ll know that by far my favourite artist is Sting. I love his work so much, I pretty much own all of his CD’s. I can be in any room and hear a faint chord or melody from one of his songs and it never fails, I will stop what I’m doing, pause, smile and proclaim to whom ever I’m with how much I love Sting, and maybe the meaning of the song being played.
Fields of Gold might possibly be my favourite song by Sting, in his solo career. The acoustics in this song is incredible as are the lyrics. (It’s no surprise that he is a member of both the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the Songwriters Hall of Fame.)
Fields of Gold is a song about a commitment to love… From finding love, treasuring it and committing to a lifetime of it. This love leads to marriage, family and to eternity – embodying the committed vows of till “death do we part.” Yet, even in death, this love still goes on and is remembered. It’s a simple song, but powerful and beautiful.
I present to you Field’s of Gold…
Fields of Gold by Sting
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
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