The Builders And The Butchers Lyrics

it's a harder way to heaven on the rope you swing
and the night ain't filled with gentle things
it's a harder way to heaven on the rope you swing
and the night ain't filled with gentle things
the night ain't filled with gentle things, no way

was your shadow on fire on the night you burned
and the ashes all filled with the lessons you learned
you tried to fly away on your burnin' wings
the night ain't filled with gentle things
the night ain't filled with gentle things, no way

you make your way across the desert for a sorry dream
your daddy set fire to the christmas tree
he's a man with a funeral song to sing
the night ain't filled with gentle things
the night ain't filled with gentle things, no way

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