| Once Said at the Fires |
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| Everywhere around they circle in to feed |
| You cross your heart not to live a life like them |
| Down here all along out here by the fire |
| They’ll warm their hands and know there’s others here |
| Like them |
| Down here all along second to none |
| They’ll wash their hands know they never agreed |
| Then when they want to know they’ll come back and find |
| There’s no way home |
| No there’s no way back home |
| Everyone around circles to defeat |
| They cross our hearts and time’s not the same |
