"Whyte Light" lyrics

"Whyte Light"

Light the flame, incinerate
All the pain you carried carefully
Through the numbered streets
That felt so welcoming to wandering feet
Set a fire to the fabric
Watch it dance and float away
Swallowed by wide open prairie sky
Into our history

I feel like I'll see
You one of these days
In a peaceful place

Whyte light
Shine bright and free
You cast a light we can't contain

And your voice, still weaponry
To inspire, to set the record straight
All the miles between our destination dared not intervene
Not enough to put it plainly
Always wondering where you'd be
Yeah, I miss my friend
Tangled in the intangibility

I feel like I'll see
You one of these days
In such a peaceful place

Whyte light
Shine bright and free
You cast a light we can't contain
Whyte light
Surrounding me
Forever, you illuminate

I am me
Because I knew you
Yeah, I am me
B-because I knew you

Whyte light
Shine bright and free
You cast a light we can't contain
Whyte light
Surrounding me
Forever, you illuminate

I am me
Because I knew you
Yeah, I am me
Because I knew you


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