Lyrics

After all the flames In the morning Quiet ashes fell For hours and hours And in the morning rise We planted our skin Like a seed in the ground So we dug ourselves a hole We planted all our skin Like a seed in the ground To grow again Where the fireweeds grow Where the fireweeds grow Where the fireweeds grow
Writer(s): Patrick Watson, Robert Kuster, Mikhail Stein, Simon Angell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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