Spent my days on the tramp and on the oceans

On the quest for what it's for I strode the nights

I slept in the dark of the arches where all strangers used to sleep

Saw the ghost side of the land as the sun went down on me

At Potter's Field is where you find me

Beneath the oak trees and the moon I nest

At Potter's Field is where I laid down

Amongst my predators and friends I rest

Close your eyes and you can hear the weeping

Forgotten lonely hearts can't make their peace

Hear unchristened souls yearning for remission and relief

The shady side of life and the downside of belief

At Potter's Field is where you find me

Beneath the oak trees and the moon I nest

At Potter's Field is where I laid down

Amongst my predators and friends I rest

Along the streets of disregard

And across the eldritch boulevard

You'll find a place calm and concealed

Here's Potter's Field

At Potter's Field is where I laid down

Amongst my predators and friends I