Propane Nightmares

Something's tearing me down

and I

Can't help but feel it's coming from you

She's a gunshot bride

with a triggered cries

I just wonder what we've gotten ourselves into

In a trail of fire

I know we will be free again

In the end we will be one

In a trail of fire

I'll burn before you bury me

Set your sight for the sun

Mind is willing

soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

From the draw into the fire

Mind is willing

soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

From the draw into the fire

Anything to bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Flesh too weak to jump itself

Heal the wounds or crack the shell

Lift yourself from what's below

Flesh too weak to jump itself

Heal the wounds or crack the shell

Lift yourself from what's below

Raise the anchor; bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

In a trail of fire

I know we will be free again

In the end we will be one

In a trail of fire

I'll burn before you bury me

Set your sight for the sun

Bring it on home