Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pissing on Bonfires / Kissing with Tongues, artist - Meursault. Date of issue: 02.10.2008
Song language: English
Pissing on Bonfires / Kissing with Tongues |
| I will build myself a home |
| Out of the cinders and the dust |
| I won’t surface for a year |
| I’ll drink rainwater from my cup |
| And I will dream a whole new scenery |
| So far from what I love |
| To see myself in dreams just standing |
| Staring at these doors long shut |
| And I will count my fucking blessings |
| That I am even here at all |
| And I’ll take comfort in each misery |
| I’ll cherish each stumble, each fall’s |
| A little closer to the beginning |
| To the start of every song |
| That sleeps so silent in your chest |
| That sleeps so silent in your soul |
| And I won’t pray for you |
| I won’t long for your safe return |
| And I won’t pine for you |
| I won’t wait to be told to run |
| I will suffocate all notion |
| Of an existence without this |
| I will negate an understanding |
| Between free will and realising |
| That anything I had ever prayed on |
| Anything I had ever loved |
| Was just the echo of some other |
| That I swore I’d never touch |
| And I will call myself an army |
| And I will call myself a king |
| And I will never love another |
| I won’t recall a single thing |
| And I won’t pray for you |
| I won’t long for your safe return |
| And I won’t pine for you |
| I won’t wait to be told to run |