Feed The Flames

Gemma Hayes

Compositor: Gemma Hayes

The hush of night will come
I'm ready for it now
I'm gonna gather up some sticks and stones
Go somewhere I don't know

I see you and know that you see me
But it's hard to meet your eye
I wanna tell you
I wanna tell you but I just can't say it

Hey man, our house is burning
I can't seem to care, I keep trying
When we feed the flames
All I feel is free, free

I think you've got something to say to me
It's just behind your mouth, I wanna tear it out
We try, but our bones hold on to the memories

Now that I keep walking
Till I reach my hallowed ground
When I turn to look
You have left for the people

Hey man, our house is burning
I can't seem to care I keep trying
When we feed the flames
All I feel is free, free

Hey man, I think you're losing me
All your talk, but the words won't cut
Come on and feed the flames
And set ourselves free, free

I wanna, I wanna, I wanna tell but I
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna tell you but I
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna tell you but I
I wanna, but I just can't say it

Hey man, a house is burning
I can't seem to care I keep trying
When we feed the flames
All I feel is free, free, free

Hey man, I think you're losing me
All your talk but the words won't cut
Come on and feed the flames
And set ourselves free, free, free