Lyrics The Fire - Television
Storms
all
that
summer
we
lived
in
the
wind,
out
in
some
room
in
the
wind,
Your
hands
they
were
folded.
You
knew
no
demands.
My
tongue,
it
clattered
like
tin,
My
eyes
repeat.
They
take
my
seat.
Your
eyes
they
say
you
resigned
from
the
heat.
We
leaned
in
the
cold,
holding
our
breath,
watching
the
corners
turn
corners.
Coins
on
the
table,
the
cards
in
the
air,
the
face
at
the
window
kept
smiling.
Storms
all
that
winter
we
stayed
locked
away.
Waiting.
Watching.
Falling.
End
of
the
street.
Horizon
retreats.
You
ran
with
it.
I
wish
I
could.
Sleep
is
not
sleep.
My
eyes
repeat.
You
take
the
voltage
that
watches
you
weep.
You
caught
the
voice.
I
listen
close.
All
I
heard
was
the
echoes.
Praise
emptiness.
Her
rose-colored
dress.
Her
circling
motions.
Praise
emptiness.
Everything
scattered,
nothing
was
missed.
We
took
our
house
in
the
fire.
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