The air is visible around you,
Rising up and off your lips
In slow currents,
And i watch
As your face is framed in it
Slow currents
Drifting curls, a trailing path
Along drag the curls,
A dress of blue and ash

If it is born in flames
Then we shold let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
And if it's gotta end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn all the way down

The air is visceral around us
Turning in it's simple steps
On slow currents
And i watch, as it pirouettes
And spins in slow motion
Along drag the curls in
A slow dance,
In a halo of amber

If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
And if it's gotta end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn all the way down
All the way down

And if this is ever meant to end
Then i hope it ends where it began
So hot with love we burned our hands
If this is how we're meant to end
Then i hope it ends where it began
So hot with love
It burns our hands

If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
And if it's gotta end
Then let it end in flames
(let it burn)
(let it burn)
If it's gonna end
(let it burn)
If it's gonna end
(let it burn)
It ends where it began
So hot with love it burns our hands