It's there, it's where, it begins,
and it's calling your name
You've been down there all night now,
in a state that I cannot explain
Behind grey curtains of ash
from a word it was burn
Now smoke rises high from your head,
morning mist lying dead
On naked shoulders
- no flowers, no thorns
Hey love, stay the fuck out of my home
I've told you a thousand times
'Cause my brain tells me you're dangerous, and my belly says
you're just too hard to find
A kiss from sullen lips of ashes
will probably blow this whole winter away
But something tells me this is just not real,
something tells me this smoke is here to stay
It was supposed to be an endless day
and it's calling your name
You've been down there all night now,
in a state that I cannot explain
Behind grey curtains of ash
from a word it was burn
Now smoke rises high from your head,
morning mist lying dead
On naked shoulders
- no flowers, no thorns
I've told you a thousand times
'Cause my brain tells me you're dangerous, and my belly says
you're just too hard to find
A kiss from sullen lips of ashes
will probably blow this whole winter away
But something tells me this is just not real,
something tells me this smoke is here to stay
It was supposed to be an endless day
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It's like a general message to 'love' as a feeling, rather than a particular woman that's made him feel as such. He's telling love to leave him the hell alone because he just keeps getting his heart dismayed.
very surprised there are no comments, such an amazing song.
This guy is afraid that she reads him too much, in a bit weird shamanic way. If he doesn't call her name, that won't be occurring. Then he thinks he needs to be 'somehow' (career, bla, bla) to match her, to deserve her love. She says, if you lack a part, it is likely as messed up or/and as great as the rest of the self, and the part doesn't need to do or be anyhow, actually it's doing you a favor if 'it' finally falls into its rightful place.