The window burns to light the way back home.
A light that warms no matter where they've gone.
They're off to find the hero of the day.
Mm, but what if they should fall by someone's wicked way?
Still the window burns, time so slowly turns.
Someone there is sighing.
Keepers of the flames, do ya feel your name?
Can't you hear your babies cryin'?
Mama, they try and break me.
Still they try and break me.
Excuse me while I tend to how I feel.
These things return to me that still seem real.
Now, deservingly, this easy chair.
Mm, but the rocking stopped by wheels of despair.
Don't want your aid,
but the fist I've made for years can't hold off fear.
No, I'm not all me, so please excuse me while I tend to how I feel.
But now the dreams and waking screams that ever last the night.
So build the wall behind it, crawl and hide until it's light.
So can't you hear your babies cryin' now?
Still the window burns, time so slowly turns.
And someone there is sighing.
Keepers of the flames, can't you hear your names
Can't you hear your babies cryin'?
But now the dreams and waking screams that ever last the night.
So build the wall behind it, crawl and hide until it's light.
So can't you hear your babies cryin' now?
Mama, they try and break me.
Mama, they try and break me.
Mama, they try and break me.
