The Fire Is Coming - Geographer

The fire is coming again

The ice, it covers my head

I try to talk, but it burns at my lips

It knows all of the hiding places where I live

It knows all the excuses that I have to give

The night is for lovers and friends

And I put myself right in

Covered in roses that prick at my skin

I invite you to play, I invite you to win

I invite you to take from me all that’s shining

I’m looking out that long tunnel light

I can see my reflection in the stars, in the sky

I could leave you for heaven, I could leave you tonight

But we always believed what we saw with our eyes

And the colors, they keep on falling into mine

Oh, the sirens' call

Their song so warm and light

Below their feet we lie

My voice sounds hollow and thin

I’ve grown tired of the way I pretend

So dress me in fabrics that sparkle and shine

Because the lights, they went out in the tunnel tonight

And the stories you tell sound like birds when they fly