The Lonely Wild - Flames to Fight Lyrics
All youBright ideasSitting prettyIn the snow,I wash youClean of conscienceHow old bibleStories growOut of nothing,Into nothingInto your fears,Out of nothingInto nothingAll your ideals.And all youBest intentionsSleeping soundlyAt the wheelIt's not whatYou were born forBut how you die thatMakes you real.If you are nothingOut of nothingA failing dream.If you are nothingOut of nothingWhy lose some sleep?All youSleeping childrenGrowing unseenIn the nightWe're sowingYour forgivenessIn the sheets weTuck so tight.We give you nothingYou get nothingBut guiding light.You get nothingWe leave you nothingBut flames to fight.