Street Ready

While kilns burn there's a witch in my thoughts Turning the pages until the page is taught Speaking in tongues there's a price (There's a price) A monster our table is a blade spot in time Ooh-ooh Your wicked ways And the lives you touch The stars th

I can't see you You can see me Tell me what's real Or just set me free Nothing at all Will ever be the same When you need my touch Call out my name Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh Night after night With your golden glare The candle of flame I'm lost in your stare