"Die Young" lyrics

A fire burns down in the deep canyons of the plains
The distant sounds of thunderstorms and more heavy rains
Wind swept on down the caprock feel like herds
Blowin' in like sin, Blowin' just like a dearth
The moon it held our lovers blossom in the night
Crying o'er memories gon' fallin' in my mind
A thousand images of loneliness and pain
Fallin' down like tears, Fallin' just like the rain

The same god that loved you, lord, is the same god that cut you down
And the wounds he left wide open spill like rain on hallowed ground
The same hand that held you, lord, is the same hand that buried you low
Don't you cry no more
Oh, when the good die young
And the words we never whispered goin' gently on our tongues
Oh, when the good die young
And the angels fall from heaven with the songs they once sung

A lonesome feeling rose from ashes in the wind
A distant coyote howling echoed round the bend
Adorned of cactus flowers, angels heal my soul
Burnin' up my skin
Burnin' in like a hole
Broken melody fell gentle from my heart
Quiet in the cemetery tore my world apart
And one long eternal kiss from heaven's broken love
Fallin' down like gold
Flying just like a dove

The same god that loved you, lord, is the same god that cut you down
And the wounds he left wide open spill like rain on hallowed ground
The same hand that held you, lord, is the same hand that buried you low
Don't you cry no more
Oh, when the good die young
And the words we never whispered goin' gently on our tongues
Oh, when the good die young
And the angels fall from heaven with the songs they once sung