Secret Fires Paroles

in the inferno valley
when your daddy was still alive
I worked with dirt in my eyes
old blood upon my wound
dreaming aloud
of seeing you soon
I came home from day at the mill
I came home and cared for you
the year that we lived
in secret fire
I took my razor blade
I layed old Rubeun in the shade
and I heard the radio moan
I took my place in the hills
jagged with secret fires
I called you through the valley
down along the wires
with dust upon the sands
came the first day of the year
I saw a house where no one lived, I want to remember you
we struggled
the year we lived in secret fire