Bullets In The Fire Rusted Root

When I was young I threw bullets in the fire
Believe me when I tell this truth
But now those days are gone, lights have passed me by
I can't disguise the way I feel, I feel, I feel, ... feel... feel...
In the tomb I held my bloom
In this tomb I hold my bloom
Into this open flame but now those days are gone
I've learned to change my name, into this open flame

Cause there's bullets in the fire
I believe I lost my head
Will you ever know what was sent down before those things went crazy
Is everything I ever thought it would be
As the puppets in my head have turned into hoods
Well please bring the rain, bring the rain, rain...

Hold me touch me baby as I thank you, you

Cause now those days are gone
Lights have passed me by
My days were long taking shelter from the sky
& there's a pulpit in my head that's turned
Into a garden waiting for her lonely cry, cry...

Cause there's bullets in the fire
I believe I lost my head
Will you ever know what was sent down before those things went...