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A Fire in the Skye

GHOSTEMANE

The snow, it sticks
To the tips
Of our tongues and fingers, it
Kills the sound of the unknown
And on this night I am not alone

And when we are too old to see
And when these lungs can't seem to breathe
And as we fade away, believe
That you were everything to me

A man in pain
But with her flame
Tonight she melts it all away
Burns everything I used to be
And now I'm what I choose to be

And when we are too old to see
And when these lungs can't seem to breathe
And as we fade away, believe
That you were everything to me

Right here it's safe
For you to be
You'll never fall
Away from me