The Lonely Wild - Flames to Fight lyrics

All you Bright ideas Sitting pretty In the snow I wash you Clean of conscience How old bible Stories grow Out of nothing Into nothing Into your fears Out of nothing Into nothing All your ideals And all you Best intentions Sleeping soundly At the wheel It's not what You were born for But how you die that Makes you real If you are nothing Out of nothing A failing dream If you are nothing Out of nothing Why lose some sleep? All you Sleeping children Growing unseen In the night We're sowing Your forgiveness In the sheets we Tuck so tight We give you nothing You get nothing But guiding light You get nothing We leave you nothing But flames to fight