I walked through the rain-slick lane With mud on my shoes, spattered in stains Past broken fences, rusted cans And a scarecrow leaning where the wheat once ran I was tired of the noise in my head Tired of the weight I kept carrying Then I saw that green stretch ahead And something in me awoke again Row by row The hurt let go Slow, woah I could feel it flow In these fields of remedy I find my peace In these fields of remedy My heart can beat Take me down where the wild grass grows Take me where the soft wind blows In these fields of remedy I find my peace (find my peace) There’s an old tin pail beside the fence And a dirt road around the bend My phone stays dark and out of sight And for once, this silence sounds just right I touch the earth with my open palms I let the sun glow like a golden bomb Every old name, every old scar only means the most to you, isn't that bizarre Row by row The hurt let go Slow, woah I could feel it flow In these fields of remedy I find my peace In these fields of remedy My heart can beat Take me down where the wild grass grows Take me where the soft wind blows In these fields of remedy I find my peace (find my peace) If I come back bent and bruised With thunder still inside my chest Lay me under open sky Let the turning earth do the rest In these fields of remedy I find my peace In these fields of remedy My heart can beat Take me down where the wild grass grows Take me where the soft wind blows In these fields of remedy I find my peace (find my peace)
