Flying with the guys And my longing for fire Crying like last night The night which brings me higher In search of light Escape the night one day She'
(Love is where you find it when you find no love at home) And there's nothing cold as ashes after the fire is gone The bottle's almost empty the clock
I am the God of hell fire and I bring you Fire, I'll take you to burn Fire, I'll take you to learn I'll see you burn You fought hard and you saved and
I heard a voice asking what happens after the fire And then a sound of breaking window and the scream of a tyre And then the sound of a distant gun and
After the fire is over After the ashes cool After the smoke is blown away I will be is for you After the stillness finds you After the winds of
I know you I've memorized your smell You hold me Underneath your spell You'd teach me to walk on the fire You'd try to make a liar out of me So
Mo fire, mo fire, yo Mo fire, weezy, mo fire Mo fire, I give her, mo fire Mo fire Why did he plot, my fifty cup My city hot, I'm dodgin' the city cop
Love is where you find it When you find no love at home And there's nothin' cold as ashes After the fire is gone The bottle is almost empty The clock
After the Fire from the Roger Daltrey LP "Under a Raging Moon" [Unpunctuated, as that's the way the liner notes had it. ---Rsk ] After the fire the fire
Wars, drought Fuck his face man Come on Yeah We turn desire to fire, electric sparks to the wire Highered the stakes when we bought this monster Life
You never know what the moment means Till it's finally gone You burned so fast, you put out the flame Tell me, what went wrong? How do you get back To
Hello to the world You decide what you are Why hide when it rains? And I can grab hold of love if I want it Hello to the world You decide how far Why
Forget about what you think you know about your life What would you have if you could have what you want People don't even know they're truly alive They
Love is where you find it when you find no love at home And there's nothin' cold as ashes after the fire is gone The bottle is almost empty, the clock
Today I got a letter from someone Just a friend we knew some time ago And as I read between the lines I began to realize He didn't know I'd lost you a
you really astound me you with your half closed eyes far far away and me wide eyed and focused intent on perfection what a fool to believe fiercly wild
Love is where you find it when you find no love at home And there's nothing cold as ashes after the fire is gone The bottle is almost empty the clock