1. The Smoke
Don't you wish for a little more from me?
Hidden from their eyes, we leave,
And as the moment dies again,
We give the stealing hour to the thieves,
And leave the dying light
To the liars and the lovers in disguise.
There's only so much of this that I can take.
It won't be long now before you break me.
One by one to the beating of this drum.
Out they come, out they come to the howling fire.
Moonlight shines on the smoke and funeral pyres,
And I long for you.
I won't ask for any more from you.
You've given all the while you bleed,
And as the blackbird flies again,
We burn its wooden wings with deceit,
If only to provide us
The fire with which to see the dying beat.
There's only so much of this that I can take.
It won't be long now before you break me.
One by one to the beating of this drum.
Out they come, out they come to the howling fire.
Moonlight shines on the smoke and funeral pyres,
And I long for you.
Don't you wish for a little more from me?
Hidden from their eyes, we leave,
And as the moment dies again,
We give the stealing hour to the thieves,
And leave the dying light
To the liars and the lovers in disguise.
There's only so much of this that I can take.
It won't be long now before you break me.
One by one to the beating of this drum.
Out they come, out they come to the howling fire.
Moonlight shines on the smoke and funeral pyres,
And I long for you.
I won't ask for any more from you.
You've given all the while you bleed,
And as the blackbird flies again,
We burn its wooden wings with deceit,
If only to provide us
The fire with which to see the dying beat.
There's only so much of this that I can take.
It won't be long now before you break me.
One by one to the beating of this drum.
Out they come, out they come to the howling fire.
Moonlight shines on the smoke and funeral pyres,
And I long for you.
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