I run a trail of fire, through the meadow paths Guided by the river banks, Trees from which to hide behind Keep running away from the fire Keep running away from the light ‘til it’s gone
Our hourless summers, At one with the ground And everything I loved you for, A trail of fire from the door It leads me to a hiding place And I can hear your signs
And I’ll hold this blade of grass, And I’ll hold ‘til eventide The dark that shroud your loving neighbor, he's the one who lit the paper While the reason's unexpressed, And senses are determined The innocent are voiceless, The voiceless are innocent She becomes a little itch, Dig a hole out from the end Say a prayer to ma Hope that you reach the morning light the paper Say a prayer to ma Hope that you reach the morning light the paper
From them I strip the title, Extinguished and misused And all our engraved memories, And unsuccessful remedies I’m sick of papering the cracks, Extinguishing the fire tracks
Though torn from desire, I’ve torn from the strife Lending pull of the door, But his fear of the war Holy water and air, Where the walls went to play As the ??? I’ll ???, Took the wanting away
Questions, on top of questions Don’t think that answers are even here
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Our hourless summers, At one with the ground And everything I loved you for, A trail of fire from the door It leads me to a hiding place And I can hear your signs
And I’ll hold this blade of grass, And I’ll hold ‘til eventide The dark that shroud your loving neighbor, he's the one who lit the paper While the reason's unexpressed, And senses are determined The innocent are voiceless, The voiceless are innocent She becomes a little itch, Dig a hole out from the end Say a prayer to ma Hope that you reach the morning light the paper Say a prayer to ma Hope that you reach the morning light the paper
From them I strip the title, Extinguished and misused And all our engraved memories, And unsuccessful remedies I’m sick of papering the cracks, Extinguishing the fire tracks
Though torn from desire, I’ve torn from the strife Lending pull of the door, But his fear of the war Holy water and air, Where the walls went to play As the ??? I’ll ???, Took the wanting away
Questions, on top of questions Don’t think that answers are even here
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