Burning Fingers

歌詞

Phillips I look up in the sky A figure bows its head And then I wonder why They tell me I'll be dead The ashes in the tray My bones of mortal webs The blood of liquid clay The brain that swiftly ebbs We speed on towards the light Hurling blockades into sand We know that that is right We need to hold a hand That makes us all the same We see and hear and taste We speak and play the game Are you worried about the haste? Can you identify with I? Do many pieces still remain? Or do you ebb and cry And forget you have a name? Have you ever felt the wind In the leaves among your heart? Or do you still intend To let your love depart? The force of love is strong Like the light from distant space The might of love is long Despite refusal to end the race The sun is setting down Where are the eyes to see it rise? No one keeps a crown Except of thorns or gaudy paste The time is drawing nigh We can go and self destruct Or simply fade away With the rosy glow of dusk Or open up our minds And realize the depth Or never see the pines And accept the tragic death Our fate is in our hands Can the demons gain the sway Or sow the lovely lands And ye gods will know the way