Television - The Fire lyrics

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(Verlaine)<br />

Storms all that summer we lived in the wind, out in some room in the wind,<br />

Your hands they were folded. You knew no demands.<br />

My tongue, it clattered like tin, My eyes repeat. They take my seat.<br />

Your eyes they say you resigned from the heat.<br />

We leaned in the cold, holding our breath, watching the corners turn corners.<br />

Coins on the table, the cards in the air, the face at the window kept smiling.<br />

Storms all that winter we stayed locked away.<br />

Waiting. Watching. Falling.<br />

End of the street. Horizon retreats.<br />

You ran with it. I wish I could.<br />

Sleep is not sleep. My eyes repeat.<br />

You take the voltage that watches you weep.<br />

You caught the voice. I listen close.<br />

All I heard was the echoes.<br />

Praise emptiness.<br />

Her rose-colored dress.<br />

Her circling motions.<br />

Praise emptiness.<br />

Everything scattered, nothing was missed.<br />

We took our house in the fire.