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Fire Rides (MO)

Your sweet violin house Believes the signs were seen on the clouds Believes the signs were read in our dreams But we seem to follow through the stages What’s it gonna be with the violins? What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in? What’s it gonna be right when the sound of you and I die young? What am I to do with my room oh? But the wall’s turning yellow What am I to do in the city if I can’t have it all and I just wanna feel pretty? But my old dreams are doomed as a soft record I found in these in the city as I found in the eyes of yours As I found in the eyes of yours In too deep Give up and run No fire rides in but you gotta go In too deep I had become My darkest dream Of which I’m running from What am I to do with the thunder? Don’t know who to cost or to pawn I just wanna walk to the mountains, walk to the mountains all alone But my old dreams are doomed as a soft record I found in these in the city as I found in the eyes of yours As I found in the eyes of yours In too deep Give up and run No fire rides in but you gotta go In too deep I had become My darkest dream Of which I’m running from In too deep My pulse is gone No fire rides in but you gotta go In too deep I had become My darkest dream Of which I’m running from You’re nothing You’re nothing You’re nothing We’re nothing What’s it gonna be with the violins? What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in? What’s it gonna be right when the sound of you and I die young?