Currents

The air is visible around you, rising up And off your lips in slow currents, and I watch As your face is framed in its slow currents, drifting curls A trailin' path, a long draft becomes a tress of blue ash If it is born in flames then we should let it burn Burn as brightly as we can And if it? s got to end then let it end in flames Let it burn all the way down The air is visceral around us Turning in its simple steps on slow currents And I watch as it pirouettes and spins in slow motion A long drag becomes a slow dance in a halo of ember If it is born in flames then we should let it burn Burn as brightly as we can And if it? s got to end then let it end in flames Let it burn all the way down All the way down And if this is ever meant to end Then I hope it ends where it began So hot with love, we burned our hands If this is ever meant to end Then I hope it ends where it began So hot with love, it burns our hands If it is born in flames then we should let it burn Burn as brightly as we can And if it's got to end then let it end in flames Let it burn (Let it burn) If it? s got to end (Let it burn) If it? s got to end (Let it burn) It ends where it began So hot with love, it burns our hands