Из альбома: When You Left the Fire
All the loneliness we felt, oh the feeling?
Cast a burden overhead, across the ceiling
And the phantom always waits for the midnight
Holds the dreamer in his hands, shadows eat light
Through the auburn streets of leaves, I'm surrounded
Devils dance amidst the trees to keep me grounded
Desert sun and sweet fires burn through the evening
As this train tears down the tracks, I believe him
She is waiting by the bay, through the clearing
Hide in wait to find her face... disappearing
Far across the burning land, I remember
Frozen in October sun comes November