Letters From The Fire Holy Ghost

Standing right before your eyes I wait

Until you want a taste of me

In your world of black and white

I’ll never be, never be

The color that you bleed

Your hit of ecstasy

(Wake up)

This is not a dream

I’m not your holy ghost of selfish needs

And I can’t cure your suffering

Nothing’s what it seems

I’m above your frequency

I’m not your holy ghost, baby

(Want a taste of me)

Trapped inside a box of lies you wait

For me to come and set you free

In your world of black and white

I’ll never be, never be

The savior that you need

The answer to your pleas

(Wake up)

This is not a dream

I’m not your holy ghost of selfish needs

And I can’t cure your suffering

Nothing’s what it seems

I’m above your frequency

I’m not your holy ghost, baby

What will your world be without me?

What will you do with nothing to believe?

I’m not the answer to your prayers

You’re not my cross to bear

I’ve lost the will to care

I’ve lost the will to care

In your world of black and white

I’ll never be

The color that you bleed

Your hit of ecstasy

The savior that you need

The answer to your pleas

(Wake up)

This is not a dream

I’m not your holy ghost of selfish needs

And I can’t cure your suffering

Nothing’s what it seems

I’m above your frequency

I’m not your holy ghost, baby

What will your world be without me?

What will you do with nothing to believe?

I’m not the answer to your prayers

You’re not my cross to bear

Letters From The Fire Eleanor Rigby

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been

Lives in a dream

Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Who is it for?

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear

No one comes near

Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there’s nobody there

What does he care?

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name

Nobody came

Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave

No one was saved

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Ah, look at all the lonely people

Letters From The Fire My Angel

I believed in everything

You were my protector, when my heart was at war

You were the only one I loved you

You were the only one who could set me free

You could paint the perfect picture

In that moment when you whispered

You’re my angel like a memory I won’t forget

You stole from me the air I breathe

My innocence is broken, you’ve forsaken me

My angel

A false god, that’s what you made yourself to be

This disease that left a catastrophe

You were the only one I loved you

It’s a miracle that I broke free

You could paint the perfect picture

In that moment when you whispered

You’re my angel like a memory I won’t forget

You stole from me the air I breathe

My innocence is broken, you’ve forsaken me

My angel, my angel

Your touch keeps me up

Ashes to ashes, we all fall down

I set a fire inside of your heart

You’ll choke as the smoke fills your lungs

I set a fire inside of your soul

I’ll watch it burn out of control

You could paint the perfect picture

In that moment when you whispered

You’re my angel like a memory I won’t forget

You stole from me the air I breathe

My innocence is broken, you’ve forsaken me

My angel, my angel

You stole from me the air I breathe

My innocence is broken, you’ll never be

My angel

Letters From The Fire Mother Misery

Open my eyes and find myself in here again

Open my eyes it goes on and on, on and on

How can I hide these demons inside

Calling out to empty skies

Screaming pick up the pieces

Breaking my knees

I don’t want to

Take this life, throw it away

Falling behind, running in place

Save me, save me Mother Misery

I close off my heart and try to open up my lungs

Frozen by time, it goes on and on, on and on

Screaming pick up the pieces

Breaking my knees

I don’t want to

Take this life, throw it away

Falling behind, running in place

Save me, save me Mother Misery

Help me believe, help me believe

I’m searching for a hand to Hold

Is anyone listening?

Help me believe, help me believe

I don’t cry to empty skies

From these broken knees

Open my eyes and find myself in here again

Take this life, throw it away

Falling behind, running in place

Save me, save me Mother Misery

Help me believe

I’m not running in place

Save me, save me Mother Misery

Letters From The Fire One Foot In The Grave

This city is a graveyard

The dead may never sleep

I used to call this home

Now I just wish I had peace

Down in this hole

That’s only six feet deep

I finally found my soul

Or at least what’s left to me

Another sacrifice

This isn’t worth my life

Dig me out, dig me out

Don’t pull me towards the light

I see no afterlife

I’ve got one foot in the grave

Dig me out, dig me out

I see no other side

No demons left to fight

I’ve got one foot in the grave

I’ve got one foot in the grave

These walls

And the stories that they tell

The secrets that they hold

Could drag you back to hell

Down in this hole

I’m clawing my way out

Escaping from this prison

Is all I care about

Another sacrifice

This isn’t worth my life

Dig me out, dig me out

Don’t pull me towards the light

I see no afterlife

I’ve got one foot in the grave

Dig me out, dig me out

I see no other side

No demons left to fight

I’ve got one foot in the grave

I’ve got one foot in the grave

Dig me out, dig me out

Don’t pull me towards the light

I see no afterlife

I’ve got one foot in the grave

Dig me out, dig me out

I see no other side

No demons left to fight

I’ve got one foot in the grave

I’ve got one foot in the grave

Letters From The Fire Zombies In The Sun

Feeling so sick

Lost and soulless

The black magic’s captured your life

Fully wrapped up

Covering arms

Why can’t you come back here alive

Show me who you really are

Show me who you really are

So rise resurrecting your

Limbs

Crying out for touch

The casualty sits

Locked in silence

Forgetting just who you are

Eyes so blinded

By the lifeless

Covering all of your scars

Show me who you really are

Show me who you really are

So rise resurrecting your

Limbs

Crying out for touch

So be rid

The colors of the numb

I’m so sick

Of zombies in the sun

Wake up

Get up

Show us your heart what youre made of

Wake up

Get up

Show me your heart what youre made of

So rise resurrecting your

Limbs

Crying out for touch

So be rid

The colors of the numb

I’m so sick

Of zombies in the sun

Show me who you really are

Show me who you really are

Letters From The Fire Bruised

I know you’re tryin’ to save me

But I’m already bruised

I know you’re tryin’ to save me

(Save me)

But I’m already bruised

For a month

It had been like this

Not a note, not a kiss

So long

We’ve been drowning here

No S.O.S. appeared

I know you’re trying to save me

From falling over you

I know you’re trying to save me

(Save me)

But I’m already bruised

If the worst part

Is the best that you’ve got

Then I’ll take it

I’ll take it

If you’re haunted

By all that you’re not

Then I’ll show you

I’ll show you just who you are

Every night

I can see the change

Just a glance, then you’re on your way

So cold

Cold November sky

You’re drowning in the night

(The night)

I know you’re trying to save me

From falling over you

I know you’re trying to save me

(Save me)

But I’m already bruised

If the worst part

Is the best that you’ve got

Then I’ll take it

I’ll take it

If you’re haunted

By all that you’re not

Then I’ll show you

I’ll show you just who you are

I know you’re trying to save me

From falling over you

I know you’re trying to save me

(Save me)

But I’m already bruised

If the worst part

Is the best that you’ve got

Then I’ll take it

I’ll take it

If the worst part

Is the best that you’ve got

Then I’ll take it

I’ll take it

If you’re haunted

By all that you’re not

Then I’ll show you

I’ll show you just who you are

And we’ll drown together

In this cold November sky

If you’re haunted

By all that you’re not

Then I’ll show you

I’ll show you