Rockfield

I’ll meet you at the Gate House
But I can’t be late you see
I’m going to Rockfield
Are you going to Rockfield
I want to make some sounds there
Out there in the open air
I’m going to Rockfield
Are you going to Rockfield
Stop all the shouting
Stop all the screaming
Demanding phone calls ringing
I can’t hear me bleeding
I can’t hear what you’re saying
When everyone is talking
I can’t see the line between
The sky and the tightrope walker
I’m going to Rockfield