Candle lighting
No fist fighting
Ribbons tailing round your feet today
You know the way
Stones you're casting
River's blasted
Scars and mountain bars that waste away
All of your days... no apologies
Death becomes your eyes and
Paint fumes, imitation grey
The critics say
Just what you want them to say
Bridge afire and
You're worthwhile and
You can't afford to lose
So you burn, you burn, you burn
You burn, you burn, you burn... you burn
Trains are passing
Longer lasting
Than attention spans of your malaise
All american haze
Saw you walking
Dead and stalking
Sneers, hypocrisy upon your face
What a waste... no apologies
It's funny how the
Dead keep living
While they're sins are
All forgiven... it's funny ain't it?
Good luck with all your
Validation, your
Tower made of
Salt and impatience
Oh you gonna burn
You burn, you burn, you burn
You burn, you burn, you burn... you burn