Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Things We Lost in the Fire, artist - Bastille.
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Things We Lost in the Fire |
Things we lost to the flames |
Things we’ll never see again |
All that we’ve amassed |
Sits before us, shattered into ash |
These are the things, the things we lost |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
These are the things, the things we lost |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
We sat and made a list |
Of all the things that we had |
Down the backs of table tops |
Ticket stubs and your diaries |
I read them all one day |
When loneliness came and you were away |
Oh, they told me nothing new |
But I love to read the words you use |
These are the things, the things we lost |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
These are the things, the things we lost |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
I was the match and you were the rock |
Maybe we started this fire? |
We sat apart and watched |
All we had burned on the pyre |
You said, (Oh oh oh) «We were born with nothing |
And we sure as hell have nothing now» |
You said, «We were born with nothing |
And we sure as hell have nothing now» |
These are the things, the things we lost |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
These are the things, the things we lost |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
Do you understand that we will |
Never be the same again? |
Do you understand that we will |
Never be the same again? |
The future’s in our hands and we will |
Never be the same again |
The future’s in our hands and we will |
Never be the same again |
These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we |
lost) |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we |
lost) |
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we |
lost) |
These are the things we lost in the fire, fire, fire |
Flames, they licked the walls |
Tenderly, they turned to dust all that I adored… |