Rusted Root
Bullets In The Fire
When I was young I threw bullets in the fire
Believe me when I tell this truth
But now those days are gone, lights have passed me by
I can't disguise the way I feel, I feel, I feel, ... feel... feel...
In the tomb I held my bloom
In this tomb I hold my bloom
Into this open flame but now those days are gone
I've learned to change my name, into this open flame

Cause there's bullets in the fire
I believe I lost my head
Will you ever know what was sent down before those things went crazy
Is everything I ever thought it would be
As the puppets in my head have turned into hoods
Well please bring the rain, bring the rain, rain...

Hold me touch me baby as I thank you, you

Cause now those days are gone
Lights have passed me by
My days were long taking shelter from the sky
& there's a pulpit in my head that's turned
Into a garden waiting for her lonely cry, cry...

Cause there's bullets in the fire
I believe I lost my head
Will you ever know what was sent down before those things went...
And here's my gods
Long before my head had turned to the blue sky speaking words

Reasons why
All my time was spent making wine to bait the drunk
I'd have to find now... now... now...

Wake up your memory's choking
Wake up your hand's have forgotten - you
Wake up your wings have been tied too long, too long
Wake up it's time to go, Well it's time to go…
(c) 2002 Island Def Jam Music Group