The Thing About Fire

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Stina Nordenstam - Pop, Alternative

The Thing About Fire

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Nights here are cold But I walk collected Say: Oh I must have Iron in the coal Some kind of drug or Inside a deep pile Be love or hatred Old soul They've undressed for months now The clothes in a pile No worry, well you should be alarmed Someday soon it will all catch fire And I will walk barefoot and bare-armed I found a spot in my skin Where I haven't stung A prayer I've not read yet A song I haven't sung Perhaps darkness To spot the lightness The thing about fire It's never the sight

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  • Stina Nordenstam