preacher filled father with mystery but his subtlety seemed sincere to me now he sits right and so he rides a slow surprise till the afterlife i still think i wanna run and play with fire i won t wake the sun up in my dream land and all the little girlies in the mezzanine they form a foreseen aunt dormancy and i cause the blue sky s never as soft as it once was the blue sky s never as soft as it once was lost and the grey clouds never as dark but my love will never be far the blue sky s never as soft as it once was lost lost teacher fears following a fantasy a cross casts shadows in her memory time heals wasted nights but you re running out of light i still think i wanna run and play with fire i won t wake the sun up in my dream land and all the little girlies in the mezzanine they form a foreseen aunt dormancy and i cause even with a love so dear to me to starve it till the end of time where s the time the blue sky s never as soft as it once was the blue sky s never as soft as it once was lost and the grey clouds never as dark but my love will never be far the blue sky s never as soft as it once was lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost  