I ran a trail of fire
Thru the meadow paths
Guided by the river banks

And trees from which they'll have me hang
Keep running away from the fire
Keep running away from the light

Til it's gone

Are all our summers

At one with the ground?
And everything I loved you for
A trail of fire from the door

That leads me to a hiding place
And locking me inside


How loud this blade of grass
How long til eventide
The dark that shroud your loving neighbour

He's the one who lit the paper
While the reason's unexpressed
And the sources undetermined

The innocent are voiceless
The voiceless are innocent
Should I cut that middleman

Just dig a hole and throw me in
Say a prayer to my loving saviour
He's the one who lit the paper

Say a prayer to my loving saviour
He's the one who lit the paper


From them I strip the title
Extinguish and misuse
And all our engraved memories

Are unsuccessful remedies
I'm sick of papering the cracks
And extinguishing the fire tracks


Though flawed by design
I'm torn from the strife

That did pile at the door
But is feared no more
Though I once wedded her

And her want was to play
As another's arms held
Took her wanting away


Questions on top of questions don't think that
It is too late for me