Set Unyoung

Another night, another fuse, Another song, another bruise How does this dance go again How do you turn, how do you spin I only hear half of your voice I only fear your only choice How does the sleep of memory stay Under the noise of every day You and I were set unyoung But you reach back How can you love that Hold me like a starting gun Don't pull back How can you love that Is this the wandering of prayer The heights are hidden under there The time of day is ringing out Between the shadows in the house The lungs of ages find a voice And write their history of choice The tongues of angels in and out They cannot sing but only shout You and I were set unyoung But you reach back How can you love that Hold me like a starting gun Don't pull back How can you love that? You and I were set unyoung But you reach back How can you love that Hold me like a starting gun Don't pull back How can you love that?