Fire is a beautiful word is the wing of our Lord is a beautiful lullaby How can you know what is real when a camera lies and you believe colours fly
Don't you love, don't you love haloes (X2)
Shame is a line on a face and the smell in a wind he was finally in you Like a fly in a tin or aa bug in a bird I have found what is really within you
Don't you love haloes (X3)
When the singer awoke from the storm drunk from the crowd he was casually singing Lies and belief are the same you can give it a name sing as a lullaby