We burn your flesh We burn your soul We gaze up into the God's new whole And, what do you think We should find there? But, grace and favour And, beware!
Let the wind catch a rainbow on fire......
That complex and eternity The return to source Of you and me I cannot forward, or rewind This state of being This aged resign
Let the wind catch a rainbow on fire......
The pain of being -- it always lingers Between spare ribs and probing fingers In the love of life I do crave To bathe myself until the grave In the love of life I do crave To bathe myself until the grave