We are just a crazy burnt out constellation,
What a life we had when the rain all turned to gold,
Red Red top misty mountain
Hide, hide me in your arms
Oh we’ll burnt those wooden castles down,
Run and our bodies may never be found
Oh we’ll burnt those wooden castles down,
Hide and our bone may never be found
We are just the devil breaking at temptation
I have found a place where no-one knows our name
Gold, Gold winter forest
Hide, Hide me unknown
And our bones are aching
And our hands are tied

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