Sunrising کے بول

I'm a child in the guise of a man I'm a man in the hands of a child and I'm driving as hard as I can just trying to make up some miles I've been out on this road so long my edges are starting to curl but I'll sleep when the first flush of Dawn softens the rim of the world After all this time I'm still on the line with a case to prove and a public to move After all my turning this fire is still burning and I'm back on show with a mile to go with one more mile to go Her fire was a fire of rage Under her skin it spread It festered and blew for an age then burst from the coils of her head She cast up a tower of tears