[ti:Fuel to Fire]
[ar:Agnes Obel]
[al:Aventine]
[00:15.450]Do you want me on your mind
[00:18.790]or do you want me to go on
[00:27.560]I might be yours as sure as I can say
[00:34.080]Be gone be faraway
[01:36.660]Roses on parade, they follow you around
[01:48.370]Upon your shore as sure as I can say
[01:54.560]Be gone be faraway
[02:14.670]Like fuel to fire
[02:22.240]Into the town we go, into your hideaway
[02:32.570]Where the towers grow, gone to be faraway
[02:43.670]Sing quietly along
[03:27.260]Pious words to cry into the under
[03:39.360]Upon your shore as sure as I can say
[03:45.490]Be gone be faraway
[03:52.400]Oh what a day to choose
[03:59.750]Torn by the hours
[04:07.270]All that I say to you
[04:14.150]Is like fuel to fire
[04:21.920]Into the town we go, into your hideaway
[04:32.970]Where the towers grow, gone to be faraway
[04:43.400]Never do we know, never do they give away
[04:54.260]Where the towers grow, only you will hear them say
[05:04.600]Sing quietly along
[05:14.840]Sing quietly along