Snow Patrol, Martha Wainwright - Set the Fire to the Third Bar lyrics
[Snow Patrol, Martha Wainwright - Set the Fire to the Third Bar lyrics]
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from "A" to where you'd be
It's only finger lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My fingers in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science
Their words, mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory are like music to me
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground, I
I pray that somethin' picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weepin'
A joy you can't keep in
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground and I
I pray that somethin' picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground and I
I pray that somethin' picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
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