Is it safe in here I think I need fire
With a man whose eyes are a warriors
Thousand men whose hands fell in the summer
Now the cold stabs like a thorn
Its no more than cold, dear
The winter suns never quite warm enough so let me
Its no more than snow, dear
Youre holdin me ransom so why dont you fight me
Fireflies will light the way
So to see of your, the push and drag into you.
Keep your curtains closed while tapping your temples
Ill know your fine, fine in your sorrows
cause its true, true it takes time to become
the one you never knew
its no more than fright, dear
its all the same when you got something to lose, here
its no more than pain, dear
has it ever been easy to find our way to safety