The Tourist Songtext
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"So don't treat these words as wind,"
My angered words slip through my clinched teeth
I see this is not your place
Don't bother wandering through here anymore
And you are the bird who carried the seed
Over the grass, littered with trees
You are the one who takes away
Every word breathed into her heart
So that she might not be saved.
After a driving rain,
She is still a barren field
This has gone too far
To you we'll never kneel
And you are the fire that never has enough
You took this home, because you can't stand the thought of Love
And when our hands reached higher than the flames
You threatened our lives just to see us burn
See us burn again.
But he will rescue us from your hand
We will not be consumed
Our hands will always reach higher than the flames.
My angered words slip through my clinched teeth
I see this is not your place
Don't bother wandering through here anymore
And you are the bird who carried the seed
Over the grass, littered with trees
You are the one who takes away
Every word breathed into her heart
So that she might not be saved.
After a driving rain,
She is still a barren field
This has gone too far
To you we'll never kneel
And you are the fire that never has enough
You took this home, because you can't stand the thought of Love
And when our hands reached higher than the flames
You threatened our lives just to see us burn
See us burn again.
But he will rescue us from your hand
We will not be consumed
Our hands will always reach higher than the flames.
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