I have a sequin for an eye Pick a rose and hide my face This is a bandit's life It comes and goes and them's the breaks Under a molten sky, beyond the road, we lie in wait You think they know us now? Wait 'til the stars come out You see that Well, I made you and now I take you back It's too late but today I can't define the lack I made you and now I take you back
Son, you sleep in clouds of fire That's all and that's right
My son, you sleep in clouds of fire That's all and that's right
I can still feel it when you lie Pick a rose just to hide my face Well, if there's something I should know I seek no science where there is no shape Under a molten sky, let the days collide Well, I made you and now I take you back
Son, you sleep in clouds of fire That's all and that's right My son, you sleep in clouds of fire That's all and that's right