i woke from a lovely dream i was rescuing you and i from a thief in the gold of a dying summer day there is no such thing as now only what was and what will be where do we live with certainty tell me cause here tonight i see the fading coals yeah they go on burning for so long on and on they glow what kind of fire makes them strong sick with the old fire i still burn i was chasing a holy ghost it brought me to some stormy coast there to be infected with more need and then i found my way back home and i m swallowing pills and i m casting stones and i m making believe i ve got plans to get well but it s a hard sell cause here tonight i see the distant stars yeah they send their light out for so long i m a firefly in a jar i can only burn here for so long sick with the old fire i still burn
['canadian psychedelic rock', 'quebec indie']