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On and off the cinders burn
With the fading heat of youth
And the sun slips below the treeline
Just out of view
Back and forth across the sky
The stars are hanging from a wire
Machine guns still firing in the corners of our eyes
But in the light of day we'll disappear just like
Like little sparks against the sun
No one remembers where they begin (no one remembers where)
Or where we end
In and out the days escape the damages of dawn
Still our dreams lie in broken pieces resting on the lawn
But in the light of day we'll disappear just like
Like little sparks against the sun
No one remembers where they begin (no one remembers where)
Or where we end
The first step's got me lying on the floor
By the second step I hear a knocking at the door
Three, I put my life in your hands
By the fourth step how much light is left?
Five, six, seven, I can see my dark and the harm I've done
I've left my mark
Eight, nine, ten, I'll take it back again
Eleven, twelve, I'm putting fires out in Hell
But in the light of day we'll disappear just like
Like little sparks against the sun
No one remembers where they begin (no one remembers where)
Or where we end
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