Glacier Gallery - Jean Dawson

You can’t hide

They want your soul

They want your light

They sense you’re cold

I’m imaging the night

All my summers are cold

My bones were thin

Lightning in my balls

My eyes adjust to the dark (dark, dark, dark)

While I dance in the snow

Raise my pistol to God

And watch my whores turn gold

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the f-

Open up

Fill my lies

With water, creepers

Watching me drown

Save me (save me, save me, save me)

From myself

Floor it in my yellow

The devil lost you

Orange never stay long

The angel in you

My eyes adjust to the bright light

Warm months of burning in the night, die

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire)

I need the fire (fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire)

You can’t hide

They want your soul

They want your light

They sense you’re cold

I’m imaging the night

All my summers are cold

My bones were thin

Lightning in my balls

My eyes adjust to the dark (dark, dark, dark)