Burning Skies

“She shook his head like so much meat…”


I personally think it should be “exorcise” instead of “exercise”, but what do I know? I’m just some dumb guy with a blog who posts too much.

And the air was alive
With piercing sound and burning skies
The horror did me good
The magic was on my side

And hot and cold ideas
Were running onto your eyes
Your sinking grey eyes
She shook his head like so much meat
The horror did me good
Time to exercise

Like ice about to melt
You empty yourself of everything
It’s cold and grey again
Your body begins to fall

The colour blinds your eyes
The flavour dulls your taste of anything
You try to break out
But some thing’s just locked the door

You’ll get blue eyes
If you stand too close to him
And if I jump for help
You die inside your dream
I love you like you love me not
I love you like you love me not

Burning Skies, Tones on Tail

“I love you like you love me not.”

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