Burning Salt - Burn Lyrics

I seal you neatly
Like an envelope
All this time you're asking me
How I'll ever cope
I'll take you down there
To my little fort
It's only made of tin and trinkets
But then that's all you left me for

I wish I could burn you like this rage
You left me lying here for dead

You wear me lightly
Like an old summer coat
A paper thin adrenalin
Dancing 'round your thickened skin
You tread neatly
Over well-trodden dirt
Every corner of my land
You've turned it over in your hands

I wish I could drown you with this rain
You left me crying here for days
Days, days, heya hey
Days, days, heya hey

By this fire
By this rain
By this fire
By this rain
By this fire
By this rain
By this fire
By this rain