The Rumour Said Fire - Comfort to the Dalai Lama lyrics

These visions a**emble and tell my crooked heart With your lips on my upper arm Those weak days of waiting Our summers all in shards Like a bloodline runs through it all And all of our skin is covered with the ashes from a capitol din All of the engines fall into pieces You see there's a temple for every broken heart And a leader to a**ume your faults You're pulling me closer to feel our bodies' spin With our bloodlines and everything And the bridges near Kota fell with the substance of brick into the river of Chambal All the workers died They felt it all Everyone listens now and then, my friend To the sound of everything But the visions a**emble and summon up the parts And the world skips like a pounding heart The comfort of summer, love, is leading ahead all of your dues And the making of the forbidden words would tear us apart The comfort of summer, love, is leading ahead all of your dues Desolation by your common TV And the Lama takes you to the real beyond here Revolution is a broken language And the Lama takes you to the real beyond here