Exile - Port Noir

I won’t scratch your leather

It’s beautiful, strong, like a stone

Your feathers are colorful and true

And I know the way from here

I’ll fight your words

You’re paint on moldering sheets

A light leaf falling down towards the earth

Awaiting death — a brand new birth

So burn your sails down

The stream will take me here

So go, please, leave me here

Just burn your sails down, father

The stream will take me there

So go, please leave me, father

I know this road and I know my way from here

I know my way from here

I will stay here because I know the sun from here

The angel depressed and gray

I promise to stay away

My devil with no disguise

Filing me up with lies

What’s left to say?

Just go away!

And burn your ways down, father

Those manners are ready to close

Cash in loneliness father

'Cause that is what you chose

Just burn your sails down, father

The stream will take me there

So go, please leave me, father

I know my way from here