Shane Smith and the Saints - Field of Heather Lyrics

I saw hell in the second war
Belgium winter 44
I tore a few pages from the book of life
And never told a soul

Cause they never will escape my mind
I've heard their cries a thousand times
Forgive me Lord, I tried to do it on my own

Was it the wild weather, in a field of heather
So scared we had to pray?
Or the sudden shiver of a roaring river
That led my youth away?
And if the dice rolls seven
And the gates of heaven open up when I am grey
I will repent to high every crime
Til I hear those angels sing
Yeah, I can hear them singing

So how long do you wait, till you see a sign?
It's the part that gets me every time

I've wrestled to the ground that side of my soul
and I can't deny

Cause they never will escape my mind
I've heard that cry a thousand times
Forgive me Lord, I tried but I can't let it go

Was it the wild weather, in a field of heather
So scared we had to pray?
Or the sudden shiver of a roaring river
That led my youth away?
And if the dice rolls seven
And the gates of heaven open up when I am grey
I will repent to high every crime
Til I hear those angels sing
Yeah, I can hear them singing

And oh, I know

That if the dice rolls seven
And the gates of heaven open up when I am grey
I will repent to high every crime
Till I hear those angels sing
Yeah, I can hear them singing