You could lead me home
on the road that we started on
where I found out, all I needed was you
Lay down on the fire, let the breeze blow
and the cobwebs cauterize
smoke on the water
as the day burns out on the waves
how long can I keep on walking the rails
with your engine running venom in my veins
let the rivers rise
let the old bones carbonize
lay down on the fire, let the breeze blow
and the cobwebs cauterize.

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