You called my name in the dark
Called me back to the start
The condensation is building tension

stubborn silence is formed
Around our bodies it's warm
The cool wet grasses as summer passes

Frightened under attack
Fallen flat on my back
Arms and legs I’m too scared to beg

You haunt me most when it's light
The thought of you don’t sit right
I need the darkness a death grip embrace

Raising cities to dust
Faces dripping in lust
Fallen empires and raging bush fires

All your words confounded
Secret lives bound and hid
Living backwards in tangled back woods
 [bad word] everything right
So good I can’t see the light
From my cave I can see the wave
Fallen empires and raging bush fires

We are the light, we are the [bad word] to the fire