The Village Is Always on Fire Songtext
von The Clientele

My childhood is a March wind fires
My childhood is a move reflected in a river
My childhood, breath clouding this glass

My childhood is ash from Avila, falling from the sky on 15th of August

My childhood is the meaning of pogue
My childhood is hare in the moon

My childhood is a statue of Italian garden, growing horns and coming to life
My childhood is a mummified reign


My childhood, the village is always on fire
My childhood is this familiar life which it seems to be, but it′s not
My childhood is the news of travelers who see nothing
My childhood is city kids lighting evening fires and dry grass
Almost always visited by high winds
My childhood is the chord heard behind another chord, which was not played

My childhood is cast entirely in this glass
My childhood is cast entirely in this glass

My childhood is cast entirely in this glass