There is fire on the mountain
Painted faces in this long hair
Shadows and tall trees hide there
Though I always loathe
I will love you most
Falling through a stark white light
To see if I am sane
I am burning from the inside out
Huts on the beach I am waiting for you
Though I always loathe
I will love you most
Falling through a stark white light
To see if I am sane
Shadows and tall trees hide there
Though I always loathe
I will love you most
Falling through a stark white light
To see if I am sane