Thea Gilmore - Instead Of The Saints

The night is growing old veined with threads of early dawn 

So deal the deck, c’mon Red, c’mon my friend 

The colour of fire 

The colour of fury 



And we will bear this together 

We will wear this together

We will bear this together 

Together



I’m digging up my gold 

No fortune, no fate and no religion 

I’ll stick to my story instead of the saints 

Cos where were they when I was torn?



And we will bear this together 

We will wear this together

We will bear this together 

We will wear this together

Together

Together

Together



This city is dying of slogans 

Dripping neon 

A murdered town 

Oh, that, that's how I am 

Oh, that's how I am 



And we will bear this together 

We will wear this together

We will bear this together 

We will wear this together

Together

Together

Together

Together

Together

Together


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