You don't start the fire

You just turn it on

Yours is to always know not why

Just turn your head and walk away

Dinosaur in the ice

Buffalo on the plain

Sun in the sky still rising

Children lost in the grain

Sun in the sky still rising

Children lost in the grain

Suffering every way you'd look

Really good in that thing

I tried to write a book for you

Couldn't hold the pen, couldn't find the paper

Tender is the night

That sweeps us up in its folly

I left my keys on the kite

And my violin on the trolley

I left my keys on the kite

And my violin on the trolley

What's in that dark love?

Is it a song about Gloria?

Is it a song about love

And the stars up above?

You drink a cup of wine

To settle your nerves

You float down the Rhine

Beside your plastic bag

You float down the Rhine

Clutching a plastic bag

It's a miracle every time

I open my mouth

And silence is golden

It blinks and it sighs

It takes a look outside

At a ball on a tether

I know a lot about the light

And I heard a bit about the weather

I know a lot about the light

I heard a bit about the weather

To see you crane your neck

When the world's at war

When the world's at war

You get a tick in your neck

Some bands like the strife

Some bands like to shimmy

Bombs go off in your eye

I'm so much deeper than the damage

Bombs go off in your eye

I'm so much deeper than the damage

Dinosaur in the ice

Buffalo on the plain

Sun in the sky still rising

Sun in the sky still rising

Sun in the sky still rising

Sun in the sk