Suzanne Vega

Suzanne Vega - Casual Match lyrics

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What hand had set this inner field alight
Against the flame I see
The outline of a man against a night

Take back your sympathy
I do not need to drink that bitter stuff
I'd rather break the thread
That bound us close, and say we called a bluff

A casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?

My eyes have gone to coal
It's nothing I would be concerned about
Observe the moment
When the heat of love becomes the chill of doubt

A casual match
In a very dry field
Fire and ash
Is the season's yield

We look for a sign
But it is not revealed
Fire and ash is the
Season's yield
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Author: Suzanne Vega

Composer: Mitchell Froom, Suzanne Vega

Publisher: Spectrum Music (2)

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Released in: 2003

Language: English

Appearing on: Nine Objects of Desire (1996) , Retrospective (2003)

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