All the stars are swellin' in the sky,
And the lines we lead there will grow.
All the north, she lushes in the tide,
And the moon she cries.
If we can be faithful,
Why do we say so,
While we're starting fires?
It's the bitter sad silience we wait for,
We get the taste of,
It's takin' us higher.
It's the endless dream cycle.
For the storm is movin' through her mind,
The tears arrive at every turn,
Though she pause(?) her restless heavy eyes,
she feels alive.
If we can be faithful,
Why do we say so,
While we're starting fires?
It's the bitter sad silience we wait for,
We get the taste of,
It's takin' us higher.
I won't take you up for more.
I won't sit here starting fires.
I won't change to meet the mold.
If we can be faithful,
Why do we hide it?
If we can be faithful,
Why do we say so,
While we're starting fires?
It's the bitter sad silience we wait for,
We get the taste of,
takin' us higher.
I won't take you up for more.
I won't sit here starting fires.
I won't change to meet the mold.
If we can be faithful,
Why do we hide it?

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