Bold With Fire Pt. 2

Days of heat, days of cold, there days all the same
walking home on my own, your sing is your name
walk alone in the wild, our hearts bold with fire
walk alone in the wild are hearts bold with fire

There's no way to tell if were all discreet
our hearts they are filled with dead dog meet
living so freely in the days of crass days

Walk alone in the wild are hearts bold with fire
walk alone in the wild are hearts bold with fire
Ive got nothing to tell, there's nothing to know
sitting fumes in my vein, your songs are my name

There's no way to tell if were all discreet
our hearts they are filled with the dead dogs meet
living so freely in the days of crass days

Missing the pages and all, the books are that way
duck your letters and all, your words are that way
skipping records and all, your things are that way
listing, lusting, and snow, you're songs are my name

There's no way to tell if were all discreet
our hearts they are filled with the dead dogs meet
living so freely in the days of crass days

Walk alone in the wild, our hearts bold with fire
walk alone in the wild, our hearts bold with fire
walk alone in the wild, our hearts bold with fire