The Church - Old Flame lyrics

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Naomi will not be consoled by your blues

She calls down the crows then she pulls on her shoes

Out into the empty street she walks

Past the little piles of smoldering leaves

Beware, an old flame is still burning there

Don't stare, shadows in the smoke whisper everywhere

Everywhere, anywhere is nowhere when you don't care

So beware, an old flame is still burning there