"Lone Acacia" lyrics
"Lone Acacia"
Lone acacia
Fighting the freeze
They come out all so early now
And takes away the peace
In the howling chill of night
Will you take on my unease
How do you live this life
Full of nothing but waiting?
Cause I burn up, and I burn out
And then grow to burn again
All the noise and the hysteria
Carving blisters on my skin
And we burn up, and we burn out
Just to grow to burn again
The ferns, the weeds, the flowers
All the birds, the trees, the kids
You never have to wait on me to need you
You never have to wait on me to fall
You never have to wait on me to leave you
You never have to wait on me at all
In the howling chill of the night
In the cover of your wing
Lay me out on the ice
Try to cool the sting
Cause I burn up, and I burn out
And then grow to burn again
All the noise and the hysteria
Carving blisters on my skin
And we burn up, and we burn out
Then we grow to burn again
The ferns, the weeds, the flowers
All the birds, the trees, the kids
Cause I burn up, and I burn out
And then grow to burn again
All the noise and the hysteria
Carving blisters on my skin
And we burn up, and we burn out
Then we grow to burn again
The ferns, the weeds, the flowers
All the birds, the trees, the kids
Writer(s): Mitchell Cutts, Nicholas Ray Haughn, Jakob Ervin, Dylan Schneider, Jack Shields
- AZLyrics
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- Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners Lyrics
album:
"No Silent Monks" (2025)
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