Swimming In The Same Fire
Jordon Zadorozny
This is the way it should always be
Left in the rain on our silver sheet
I could paint you words forever
Feeding the rites of spring
A strange, familiar song you sing
Sooner or later
I find you walking in the rain
When you hear it in a different light
You might feel it in another way
Follow the soundwave
A phantom bond across the lake
We’re both swimming in the very same fire
To an ancient river song
This is the way it could always be
A gift from the hounds of time
A strange, familiar place we find
Sooner or later
I find you walking in the rain
When you hear it in a diffеrent light
You might feel it in another way
Follow the soundwavе
A phantom bond across the lake
We’re both swimming in the very same fire
To an ancient river song
