Thursday, February 13, 2003

Still Burning by Sixpence None The Richer

You are the burning
The flame that is turning
My smoldering ash into a bird
So stay close my brother
I couldn't stand the loss
You are the bridge of action
I need you to help me cross
I need you to help me

So when you break,
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart is a hand that takes hold of me

My hand that is breaking
Is the hand that is making
All the dead things in me grow
A gift of a holy loss
This burning at the dross

So when you break
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart is a hand that takes hold of me

Why do you set out to break the one thing
The one thing I have to give
It's hard to believe that I could
That I should begin again
But I know your heart is a hand

So when I break
Your arms you'll take hold of me
You know my heart is a hand that takes hold of you
So when you break
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart is a hand that takes hold of me
So when you break
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart is a hand that takes hold of me

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