We Are on Fire

I marvel at the days that go Tales of the grasswidow When I was young I thought I’d be more than just a fantasy I wanna be this, I wanna be that A big black dog with the soul of a cat The blue-eyed devil inside of me He won’t leave, he’s buried deep I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night If I told you, would you believe? My soul is wicked; I’m a thief They’dve burned me 1690 t’was the deadly night shade Which finished me Now I’m haunting, and I’m loomin’ ‘round The old church yard and the damn dog pound And I’m givin’ some hell and I’m feelin’ free Never was more than a fantasy But I fly at night And by your candle light My shadow, past your window I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night [Sierra Casady vocalizing] I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night I used to have eyes the color of sky Now I can see in the middle of the night