I’m tearing up across your face Move dust through the light To fide your name It's something fane This is not a place Not yet awake, I'm raised to make
Still alive for you, love Still alive for you, love Still alive for you, love
In a mother, out a moth Furling forests for the soft Gotta know been lead aloft So I'm ridding all your stories What I know, what it is, is pouring, wire it up!
