Ian Freud
Burn it all Down
Setting a fire to the bones of the town
Sometimes she feels she could burn it all down
And just leave here
They don’t believe her

Watching the flames reflect in her eyes
Burning the truth along with the lies
Is this feeling
Really freedom?

Shatter the windows
Flatten the doors
She doesn’t care what happens here any more

Tomorrow the sun will rise
Over smouldering ruins
It doesn’t matter at all to her
Cos tomorrow’s another day
And she won’t even see it

Watching her eyes in glittering gold
She looks so young but her soul is so old
And she’s leaving
Always leaving

Taking her hand in the charcoal glass
She’s burning the future along with the past
So lonely
Oh so lonely
Tomorrow the sun will rise
Over smouldering ruins
It doesn’t matter at all to her
Cos tomorrow’s another day
And she won’t even see it