Find a song and make it better
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REAL FIELDS

All the little posts and dreams
Fly like some broken wings
Seems like all they really were doing
Was posting for themselves

Just like little birds and kites
Speaking with their windy voice
Seems like all they really were doing
Was posting for themselves

Don't need to post alone
No need to post alone

It's at the fields
It's real,
yes read it
It's real

In this moment I don’t know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all we really were doing
Was posting for ourselves

Don't need read again
No need to judge a friend

It's at the fields
It's real,
yes read it

Thought I'd written that before,
But in the skies we’ve written more
Seems like all we really were doing
Was writing for ourselves

Don't need to post alone
No need to post alone

It's at the fields
It's real,
yes read it
It's real

[Mrs. K i t e]
c'mon, please sing it while listening to "Real Love"