Lyrics
The fire-lanes and the bridleways
The sculptures made of rain
On the 15th August, the fires came back again
But as the nighttime fades away
I don't know, I don't know anyway
Is it written on my face?
I don't know, I don't know anyway
But there's something I can do
Here with you, here with you
But there's something I can do
Here with you
And sometimes, I'm walking home
At my door, I am not there anymore
I am not there anymore
Do you know what I mean?
Is the dream hard to shake?
But as the nighttime fades away
I don't know, I don't know anyway
Is it written on my face?
I don't know, I don't know anyway
But there's something I can do
Here with you, here with you
But there's something I can feel, Claire's not real
