歌词
The arsonist gave me a messageHe said to tell you this
He would stop all his senseless sensations
For just one kiss
And he means what he says when he says it
He is not known to lie
It is something he cannot control
Came in and made camp in his soul
He must burn to cry
He must burn himself down to the ground
That he may cry
Some start them and some end them
But everyone cries at a fire
It's been that way for years
Where there's smoke there's tears
Where there's smoke there's tears
Look both ways before you kiss
Your bed is like a mausoleum
In sleep you die, the tears go by
They trace your face but you can't see them
The priest gets paid with a shrug and a sigh
Comprehensible only asunder
Their lexicon safe to wonder
Insane to ask why
He must burn himself down to the ground that he may cry
Some start them and some end them
But everyone cries at a fire
It's been that way for years
Where there's smoke there's tears
All of your horses and all of your sins
Try to find all the parts, don't know where to begin
So much is missing, so much control
A puzzle in pieces, a puzzle in whole
How grand is the view from your catbird seat
God in abstract over a world of concrete
You built it, you bought it
Sit on your pyre pray for a fire
Prey for a fire
The arsonist stays in his bedroom
Or drives in his car
He has miles to go before he weeps
But he will not drive that far
Away from the silence
To the hue and the cry
Leave enough evidence to convict him
Always a witness never a victim
He is not known to lie
He must burn himself down to the ground
That he may cry
Some start them and some end them
But everyone cries at a fire
It's been that way for years
Where there's smoke there's tears
When the flame disappears
Where there's smoke there's tears
Where there's smoke there's tears
It's been that way for years
Where there's smoke there's tears
When the flame disappears
Where there's smoke there's tears
It's been that way
For years