Oceansize — Trail Of Fire

I run a trail of fire through the meadow paths Guided by the river banks and trees from which they'll have me hung Keep running away from the fire Keep running away from the light 'til it's gone Are all our summers at one with the ground? And everything I loved you for, a trail of fire from the door That leads me to a hiding place Locking me inside And I'll hold this blade of grass, and I'll hold 'til eventide The dark that shrouds your loving neighbor, he's the one who lit the paper While the reason's unexpressed and the sources undetermined The innocent are voiceless, the voiceless are innocent Shit, I got the little match, just dig a hole and throw me in Say a prayer to my loving saviour He's the one who lit the paper Say a prayer to my loving saviour He's the one who lit the paper From them I strip the title, extinguished and misused And all our engraved memories of unsuccessful remedies I'm sick of papering the cracks, and extinguishing the fire tracks Though flawed by design, I am torn from the strife That did pile at the door but is feared no more Though I once wedded her and her want was to play As another's arms held took her wanting away Questions, on top of questions Don't think that answers are even here It is too late for me It is too late for me Unsung untied unalive Unsung untied unalive Unsung untied unalive Unsung untied unalive