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the lentils - "from the fields that all tropes fear" (Official Audio)

"from the fields that all tropes fear" is off of the lentils' new record "takin' it easy the hard way" out through Anxiety Blanket Records Friday, November 7th, 2025. Listen to the lentils: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6nHVy... Apple:   / the-lentils   Tidal: https://tidal.com/browse/artist/6192333 All instruments by Luke Charles Csehak Lyrics: When my skill was in sorrow No one could stop me My name was a verb so well feared I knitted all the pangs so close But now that you have undone them I'd like to thank you Let me build u a bath on my breast To memorize the skill of the rose And do u think that it was the summer Or was it the smart spark of your skin? How was it all my best lies went uncounted? And no that summer was not the accident That we both hoped it would be But somehow we weren’t too proud To doubt it My symbolism is wily And I will not touch it Let me lay it back down in the grass You‘ll have to excuse my blood But The fields tonite are so sloppy With the memories Like landlords they come with their rakes And rake up all the work I’ve done But in this world u can’t love With the one hand While the other hand waits And put a pin in the best fears Before leaving I kinda think of it like a riddle And this pain is a clue And maybe it’s not easy For a reason When I measured my proofs in tidy miseries I was golden I resented them all just so sweetly I never thought it was all that weird But now you sold me on my unlearning I’d like to thank you I just wanna say Thank You tonight From the fields that all tropes fear But didn’t u once find in my face Something u tried so hard to find in yr own So sure to the touch Yet so elusive And now the risk fawns like sweet Williams At yr milkwarm feet In another day We might be lucid Mistake me for the unfolding and I would thank you I would build you a bath on this strange heart This is no time to act ashamed Oh but I am big and dumb like water And honey it kills me how easy it is to look the flood Whenever you pull my name And Is it all that much to ask you T just once look back You don’t have to admit If u still love me And could I just cook you some breakfast Just one last time I know u don’t have to leave Until 10:30