They Rode On In The Friscalating Dusklight lyrics

Repeat like the beat of a a dance floor hold out for the grace of a discord there's a signal flare flying high in the air right above where the survivors float but the rescuers are scoutin' different skies debris scatters the lingerin' smoke the expensive secrets, the more casualties Though currents may cross they have yet to intersect for me Woa woa woa woa I'm a fire fueled by paper burning hard and hot your a canvas scooting backwards covering her eyes I am ash I am embers in a moments time You were cold, You move close but i can't I'm a fire fueled by paper burning hard and hot your a canvas scooting backwards covering her eyes I am ash I am embers in a moments time you were cold, you move close but i can't be far from that day like a plant i will come from the grave like the head of a baptist removed and served up on a plate Oh it's midnight or noon but no other hour of feast or famine I starve and devour the contrast its seeped in and the moment has passed the pendulum stops at extremes and just swings through the rest