Song For Zula Lyrics
| Song | Song For Zula |
| Artist | Phosphorescent |
| Album | MOJO Presents 2013 The Best Of The Year |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Some say love is a burning thing | |
| That it makes a fiery ring | |
| Oh but I know love as a fading thing | |
| Just as fickle as a feather in a stream | |
| See, honey, I saw love, you see, it came to me | |
| It put its face up to my face so I could see | |
| Yeah then I saw love disfigure me | |
| Into something I am not recognizing | |
| You see the cage, it called, I said ‘come on in’ | |
| I will not open myself up this way again | |
| Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand | |
| I will not lay like this for days now upon end | |
| You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand | |
| To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands | |
| You see the cage, it called, I said ‘come on in’ | |
| I will not open myself up this way again | |
| You see the moon is bright in that treetop night | |
| I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light | |
| Now my feet are gold, and my heart is white | |
| And we race out on the desert plains all night | |
| I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee | |
| No, my heart is gold, my feet are light | |
| And I am racing out on the desert plains all night | |
| Some say love is a burning thing | |
| That it makes a fiery ring | |
| Oh but I know love as a caging thing | |
| Just a killer come to call from some awful dream | |
| O and all you folks, you come to see | |
| You just stand there in the glass looking at me | |
| But my heart is wild and my bones are steam | |
| And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free |
| Some say love is a burning thing | |
| That it makes a fiery ring | |
| Oh but I know love as a fading thing | |
| Just as fickle as a feather in a stream | |
| See, honey, I saw love, you see, it came to me | |
| It put its face up to my face so I could see | |
| Yeah then I saw love disfigure me | |
| Into something I am not recognizing | |
| You see the cage, it called, I said ' come on in' | |
| I will not open myself up this way again | |
| Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand | |
| I will not lay like this for days now upon end | |
| You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand | |
| To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands | |
| You see the cage, it called, I said ' come on in' | |
| I will not open myself up this way again | |
| You see the moon is bright in that treetop night | |
| I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light | |
| Now my feet are gold, and my heart is white | |
| And we race out on the desert plains all night | |
| I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee | |
| No, my heart is gold, my feet are light | |
| And I am racing out on the desert plains all night | |
| Some say love is a burning thing | |
| That it makes a fiery ring | |
| Oh but I know love as a caging thing | |
| Just a killer come to call from some awful dream | |
| O and all you folks, you come to see | |
| You just stand there in the glass looking at me | |
| But my heart is wild and my bones are steam | |
| And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free |
| Some say love is a burning thing | |
| That it makes a fiery ring | |
| Oh but I know love as a fading thing | |
| Just as fickle as a feather in a stream | |
| See, honey, I saw love, you see, it came to me | |
| It put its face up to my face so I could see | |
| Yeah then I saw love disfigure me | |
| Into something I am not recognizing | |
| You see the cage, it called, I said ' come on in' | |
| I will not open myself up this way again | |
| Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand | |
| I will not lay like this for days now upon end | |
| You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand | |
| To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands | |
| You see the cage, it called, I said ' come on in' | |
| I will not open myself up this way again | |
| You see the moon is bright in that treetop night | |
| I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light | |
| Now my feet are gold, and my heart is white | |
| And we race out on the desert plains all night | |
| I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee | |
| No, my heart is gold, my feet are light | |
| And I am racing out on the desert plains all night | |
| Some say love is a burning thing | |
| That it makes a fiery ring | |
| Oh but I know love as a caging thing | |
| Just a killer come to call from some awful dream | |
| O and all you folks, you come to see | |
| You just stand there in the glass looking at me | |
| But my heart is wild and my bones are steam | |
| And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free |
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