Fields of Gold

The buttercups have been blooming,

 turning the fields to gold.

These beautiful scenes remind me of a favorite song...... 

'You 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 fields of gold.

I've 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 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 forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we walk in fields of gold.' 

Watch Sting playing 'Fields of Gold'

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