Fire Snakes Lyrics
| Song | Fire Snakes |
| Artist | Laura Veirs |
| Album | Year of Meteors |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| LAURA VEIRS | |
| Fire Snakes | |
| Mermaids | |
| Shimmer in the waves | |
| Wanted to share a word | |
| Course they only waved | |
| Left me alone | |
| With the blood in my mouth | |
| To paw and to pray | |
| To tear at the fray for a thundercloud | |
| To dress up your wounds | |
| Wash off the salt | |
| Freshen the blooms | |
| At your sea-rusted altar | |
| Caldera's edge | |
| We'll hold hands and wait | |
| Mudflows are greyhounds | |
| Exploding from gates | |
| With hot ash and hot rocks | |
| They'll crash and they'll mosh | |
| Till the trees are all flat | |
| And we all collapse from the chase | |
| Then I'll dress up your wounds | |
| Wash off the salt | |
| Freshen the blooms | |
| At your mud-crusted altar… |
| LAURA VEIRS | |
| Fire Snakes | |
| Mermaids | |
| Shimmer in the waves | |
| Wanted to share a word | |
| Course they only waved | |
| Left me alone | |
| With the blood in my mouth | |
| To paw and to pray | |
| To tear at the fray for a thundercloud | |
| To dress up your wounds | |
| Wash off the salt | |
| Freshen the blooms | |
| At your searusted altar | |
| Caldera' s edge | |
| We' ll hold hands and wait | |
| Mudflows are greyhounds | |
| Exploding from gates | |
| With hot ash and hot rocks | |
| They' ll crash and they' ll mosh | |
| Till the trees are all flat | |
| And we all collapse from the chase | |
| Then I' ll dress up your wounds | |
| Wash off the salt | |
| Freshen the blooms | |
| At your mudcrusted altar |
| LAURA VEIRS | |
| Fire Snakes | |
| Mermaids | |
| Shimmer in the waves | |
| Wanted to share a word | |
| Course they only waved | |
| Left me alone | |
| With the blood in my mouth | |
| To paw and to pray | |
| To tear at the fray for a thundercloud | |
| To dress up your wounds | |
| Wash off the salt | |
| Freshen the blooms | |
| At your searusted altar | |
| Caldera' s edge | |
| We' ll hold hands and wait | |
| Mudflows are greyhounds | |
| Exploding from gates | |
| With hot ash and hot rocks | |
| They' ll crash and they' ll mosh | |
| Till the trees are all flat | |
| And we all collapse from the chase | |
| Then I' ll dress up your wounds | |
| Wash off the salt | |
| Freshen the blooms | |
| At your mudcrusted altar |
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