The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
With a pen in one hand
Taking a stand drugged on kerosine
Eighty-four and five would find us
Something to believe
Right or wrong with dirty hands on wires
Singing songs in dischord choirs
Screaming in braille no temptress prize
Could ever yield anything so real
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
Golden soldiers born much older
Than they'll ever live to be
Diving into a sea of hands
In a long forgotten city
Here the rain falls forever after
And the swinging vines hang dead in rafters
Blood rush to your head
Induces a laughter endlessly
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
Can't explain it, it was something to see
Can't contain something ever real
Ever real
Can't explain it it was something to see
Can't contain something so ever real
Ever real
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
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But the riot inside moves on
With a pen in one hand
Taking a stand drugged on kerosine
Eighty-four and five would find us
Something to believe
Right or wrong with dirty hands on wires
Singing songs in dischord choirs
Screaming in braille no temptress prize
Could ever yield anything so real
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
Golden soldiers born much older
Than they'll ever live to be
Diving into a sea of hands
In a long forgotten city
Here the rain falls forever after
And the swinging vines hang dead in rafters
Blood rush to your head
Induces a laughter endlessly
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
Can't explain it, it was something to see
Can't contain something ever real
Ever real
Can't explain it it was something to see
Can't contain something so ever real
Ever real
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
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