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The Fire - Television
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The Fire Television

The Fire - Television
[Verse 1]
Storms all that summer
We lived in the wind
Out in some room in the wind
Your hands, they were folded
You knew no demands
My tongue, it clattered like tin

[Chorus]
My eyes repeat
They take my seat
Your eyes, they say you resigned from the heat

[Verse 2]
We leaned in the cold
Holding our breath
Watching the corners turn corners

[Verse 3]
Coins on the table
The cards in the air
The face at the window kept smiling
Storms all that winter
We stayed locked away
Waiting, watching, falling
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