I’ve come to think the sun only rise
Rise to see if you and I are still sighing in its light
I’m waiting for this feeling to corrode
See the surrealist is painting her desert with rust
Don’t get up dear, I’m just here to glue my blood to your scorching sand

I’m waiting, I’m waiting in sulfur fields
Where we sang our secret songs
I’m waiting, waiting, waiting in sulfur fields
Where we sang our secret songs

I lit a fire in the dry woods, did you see the smoke? In shine or in rain the flames remains the same
It’s been burning for a year
Something dropped in water
It sank and sank
Beneath it all, the mind I lost
I’m a barbed wire wall crumpling to the sound
Of a thousand trumpets

I wait and wait in sulfur fields
Where we sang our secret songs
Where we danced and laughed and lived alike
Where we drank and loved and lost
Where we walked around with broken limbs
Where are tortured souls they flick on the yellow candle wax
Where we sang out secret songs
I wait, I wait in sulfur fields
in sulfur fields, in sulfur fields, in sulfur fields, in sulfur fields