Willis Earl Beal - Burning Bridges lyrics

Your flaming face is the fire of fools My lonely cart in the corner sitting on the stool Now the rules are round and rather cruel You shuffle the long with the lever at use Our excuse in the shame out far and here All the rules and their fate from the burning still And they ashes from the slashes on the regions of hell They'll combine with the love from me transfers There will be no us, modeled by your curse My old bruise through the flesh in my hunger hurts With my nephew of mess and a whole of your promise I must hide in speech, leaving low these parts Burning s so less men know across the sea Give me away by the flames of her and me Burning s so less men know across the sea Give me away by the flames from you and me From you and me You and me You and me You and me You and me Her and me