A. A. Bondy. I can see the pines are dancing. Zeneszám

This is a Hammer
This is a Hymn
This is a match
To a ball of lies


This is the blade
This is the beauty
These are the stars
Raining down from the sky


This is the light that shines
And I can see the pines are dancing
This is the leaving of another love
This is the howling at the moon
These are the arms you fell into
I am a fire and I must burn today


This is an echo
This is the glory
This is the pounding of a midnight heart
This is the mountains
This is the lightning
This is the man pulling on his iron chains


This is the light that shines
And I can see the pines are dancing
This is the leaving of another love
This is the howling at the moon
These are the arms you fell into
I am a fire and I must burn today

lala lala lala
lala lala lala
lala lala lala
lala lala lala