Dirt And Flame
Bag is Hot ()
2010


When I needed you to come
I watched you walk away
I blew the wind into yer face
But couldn't make you stay

The life you lived
Was far too short
You were still so young
A dreamer born into flesh
In the end you just begun

There's no joy
In nights this long
We destroy
The places we belong

Help to become dirt and flame
Help to become real
Help to notice the rivers edge
Washing what you feel
Help the servent
Help the snake
Help was inside you
Help by giving what you take
Flesh and blood so blue

There's no joy
In nights this long
We destroy
The places we come from

Now I've come and watched you go
Now you live in air
Air I breathe to move hard past
Avenue's despair
Now I sit with sideways eyes
The corpse it lies with in
The birds still fly past all goodbyes
As new love starts again

There's no joy
In nights this long
We destroy
The places we belong

There's no joy
In nights this long
We destroy
The places we come from

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Shared on Bag is Hot on 13 August 2010
The lyrics are from a poem published on 7 March 2008