Burning Down

You’re out behind the scenes
Always pulling at the strings
When hour hands tick back
When good father time stands still

An end to all our means
And burning black are my wings
Words I say seem to crack
Maybe I’ve just lost the will

So you’ve heard my sordid story
On how clever lost it’s glory
How I’m left to stand with all guns blazing
While it’s the heart of my love they’re razing
Oh my love’s
Burning down

You’re tugging at the cord
I can’t look the other way
Now my chute won’t open
One last trip to kiss the ground

Words done in by the sword
It won’t matter what I say
Oh won’t you just mouth when
And I’ll go without a sound

So you’ve heard my sordid story
On how clever lost it’s glory
Oh my love’s
Burning down

Pitchforks and torches in hand
They’ll start the fire
Villagers rushing past the town crier
Oh my love’s
Burning down

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