It's times like these
When you're on my mind
And my heart is set on fire
Like a firefly, stinging like a rose at least
Well, it's love anyway that keeps those miles on the road
Alive are the ones who were living
Nameless and named one fighting for fame
Dying in June
Living for the people next tombs
Riding the streets when they could be hiding
Looking over the walls and tired of artificial wombs
Love is so slashed and torn
We could remember each kiss again
And it would still be like the first one