6.Still burning
you are the burning
The flame that is turning
My smoldering ash into a bird
So stay close my brother
I couldn't stand the loss
You are the bridge of action
I need you to help me cross
I need you to help me
Chorus
So when you break my arms
I'll take hold of you
I know your heart is a hand
That takes hold of me
The hand that is breaking
Is the hand that is making
All the dead things in me grow
A gift of a holy loss
The burning of the dross
Why do you set out
To break the one thing
The one thing I have to give
It's hard to believe that I could
That I should begin again
But I know you heart is a hand
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