Holy Smokes - Barn Burner

Don’t go alone, it’s cold

Save your strength for what it’s worth, I’m told

Break our backs, fill these sacks with gold

Get out now, don’t look back, it’s hell

Beyond this broken glass and scattered ash

Lies the days to come and the dream we had

Holy, holy smokes, we dug our graves and we sold our souls

But no, we cannot hold the weight of the world on our own

These roads are paved with bones

Be not afraid, you’re not alone

Make our peace, piece by piece, for now

We’ll be back to take back what’s ours

Beyond this broken glass and scattered ash

Lies the days to come and the dream we had

Holy, holy smokes, we dug our graves, we sold our souls

But no, we cannot hold the weight of the world on our own

Don’t look back on these days of old

We can’t take back, what’s set in stone, set in stone

Holy, holy smokes, we dug our graves and we sold our souls

But no, we cannot hold the weight of the world on our own

Holy, holy smokes, holy, holy, holy smokes

Holy, holy smokes, holy, holy, holy smokes