Cold breaks the mirror there
I'm open as a bell before the toll
Days upon the lonely pyre of our youth
I fell in love with two blue eyes, and that's you
She's awake, she cries, we carry on
Eyes are closed to see the sun is gone
Child cries for mother's hand, she runs
Smoke in the mirror and, these guns
I'm broken as a bell after the war
Days upon the lonely pyre of our youth
I fell in love with 2 blue eyes, and that's you
She's awake, she cries we carry on
Eyes are closed to see the sun is gone
Don't be long no, don't be a drifter no, I let the basin fill
Don't be long, don't be that leftover minute