In the distance I see pure
What I never wanted to
I must find a way to run
From the things that I have done

Oh my lord we've found a cure
For the precious days in
On a wing a tiny thread
How it hangs all in my head

And I rush to the door
But it's really a mouth
And the guy tells me, "Girl,"
"This is love, this is love,"
"This is love, this is love"

Dreamer come to whisk me there
And to run me under things
Never knew quite how to run
Oh, the smells so drenched in blood
But the fire grew in size
And ignite in all trees
And the fire burning bright
Let the thought awake in me