Centralia Lyrics - Lions - William Fitzsimmons

I offer myself to you 

Though I am a broken thing 

A cardinal with severed wing 

In morning to hide my face 

Though I am a sunderer 

Guised in maternal grace 

Heir to a crippled ground 

My little Elysium 

My god how I've let you down 

Let me fall 

Through the ground 

Where you fell 

Back to you 

We burn like Centralia 

Lost in the ash below 

Hoping to find a home 

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So far may you run from me 

To cities with living leaves 

No fire to fear beneath 

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