song by Languages
Tumalo lyrics

We'll dim
The smell of living time
Behind the old brick map
The open air
The first steps in the dark
Where we
Cleaned our start

I'm a dream
With your mean burning me
They carved into my skin
Out on the rock
You threw off angel's vest
And I end it here
And I won't let her
Find half way across the world
Just to speak to you again

Oh it hurts now,
Oh it hurts now,
Oh it hurts now,
Oh it hurts now

Oh it hurts now,
Oh it hurts now,
Oh it hurts now,
Oh it hurts now