"Refining Fire" lyrics

"Refining Fire"

Can't you hear the wise one say
"What is sin? What is this thing?"?
Can't we see the ones who play?
They say, "This is our day."

You are loving it
You are leaving it
You are seeding it
And then killing it

From sunrise to sunrise our love
Reigns supreme
Mightier than any tide
Anytime

First and last thing on the mind
Is how to fly and how to die
You are truly one of a kind
Yet aligned, yet aligned

Killing it

From sunrise to sunrise
Our love
Reigns supreme
Mightier than any tide
Anytime

From sunrise to sunrise
Our love
Reigns supreme
Mightier than any tide
Anytime

Shining
You are awake now
Shining, shining
You are awake now
Shining, shining somehow

Can't you hear yourself say
"From sunrise to sunrise
Our love reigns supreme
Mightier than any tide anytime"?


Writer(s): Joonas Koto, Erkki Olavi Silvennoinen, Aapo Samuli Koivisto, Markus Ilpo Petteri Vanhala, Tuomo Latvala, Jukka Tapio Pelkonen
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