This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
I made you a flag out of leaves and grass,
I made you a map out of blood and glass
we were young, and we still are
we were cold, and it was dark
the tide came running one night
he erased our names from the sand
our hands were black from putting out the fire
talked about boys who dance in white
in our neighbourhood the houses were old,
the trees were young, and the summer sea was cold
because of the blood,
I wash my face in the mud
now I'm someone new
now I don't look like you
I sit by the trees that had no leaves,
let the snow seep into me,
and there's no leaves, but that's the way it was supposed to be
that's the way you could feel our hands
were black when we were putting out the fire
talked about you, you dance in white, you dance in white
I pull your hair in the kitchen where the night was burnt??
and we were never coy
because of the blood
I wash my face in the mud
now I'm someone new
now I don't look like you
I made you a map out of blood and glass
we were young, and we still are
we were cold, and it was dark
the tide came running one night
he erased our names from the sand
our hands were black from putting out the fire
talked about boys who dance in white
in our neighbourhood the houses were old,
the trees were young, and the summer sea was cold
because of the blood,
I wash my face in the mud
now I'm someone new
now I don't look like you
I sit by the trees that had no leaves,
let the snow seep into me,
and there's no leaves, but that's the way it was supposed to be
that's the way you could feel our hands
were black when we were putting out the fire
talked about you, you dance in white, you dance in white
I pull your hair in the kitchen where the night was burnt??
and we were never coy
because of the blood
I wash my face in the mud
now I'm someone new
now I don't look like you
Lyrics submitted by sweetdee
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I made you a flag out of leaves and grass I made you a map out of blood and glass We were young and we still are We were cold and it was dark
The tide came early one night erased our names From the sand, alright, our hands were black From putting out the fire Talked about war through cans and wire
In our neighborhood the houses were old The trees were young and the summer sea was cold
Because of the blood I wash my face in the mud Now I'm someone new Now I don't look like you
I stood by the trees that had no leaves Let the snow seep into me I was lonely but that's the way it was Supposed to be
That's the way you could feel Our hands were black from putting out the fire Talked about you Through cans and wire Through cans and wire
I pull your hair in the kitchen where The night was a blur and we were never bored
Because of the blood I wash my face in the mud Now I'm someone new Now I don't look like you