Paroles:
Nova Heather A Way To Live

you free Just find a way, a way to live A way to live a way to live a way to hold our fire A way to live a way to live a way to take it higher

you free Just find a way, a way to live A way to live a way to live a way to hold our fire A way to live a way to live a way to take it higher

set you free Just find a way, a way to live A way to live a way to live a way to hold our fire A way to live a way to live a way to take it higher

me and everyone Throwing fire at the sun Blood is a river, ties you to me Blood is a river, ties everyone Blood is a river, ties you to me Blood is a

It gets inside you like the sun It makes you wet just like the rain It makes you sound so sentimental It's a lovely kind of pain I used to dream I used

On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into a little chink of sun, going somewhere older than I was, strapped into something tight, keeping me small

It gets inside you like the sun, it makes you wet just like the rain It makes you sound so sentimental, it's a lovely kind of pain. I used to dream

I carry you with me, a ghost inside And in these shattered arms you're still alive. I carry you with me, a holy shrine and dogs and angels follow right