Oh Sweet Fire
Lyrics
Gradually cold
Seasons fall down on me
Seasons fall down on me
Gradually cold
Gradually cold
Seasons fall down on me
Seasons fall down on me
Gradually cold
Gradually cold
Deep in the action
No, never just words
The block's on alert
As red as the eyes that are glaring
I march with my love
Yeah, we chant and we roar
The sound of drums reflecting off buildings
As high as the fist that has risen
Oh, sweet fire
I feel in her palm
The urge to let it be known
To the powers that be
That true balance is due
Overdue
Sweet fire
I feel in her palm
Never just words
Never just words
Writer(s): Markus Acher, Michael Acher, Christoph Beck, Ben LaMar Gay
Copyright(s): Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
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