| Song | Black Candles |
| Artist | Kae Sun |
| Album | Lion On A Leash |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (*Kae Sun) | |
| On the corner where little Nathan got swept away | |
| We lit black candles, people stood in a circle; | |
| They had pictures , him with his kinfolk; | |
| I read every line of his poetry. | |
| On that street I couldn’t gather my thoughts at all; | |
| Can’t say I felt sorry, yet sorrow shook my concrete walls | |
| Now is he gone for good? We lay him down way too deep; | |
| I’m hearing echoes of his favorite song, I hear it in my sleep. | |
| How can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old when we burning slow | |
| These friends of mine, they never read the signs | |
| I say they going the wrong way; | |
| They had me accused, they say I take myths to be true | |
| When I say theres only one way; | |
| And when bloodstained hands leave death marks on your pages | |
| When you got no new leaf to turn over, turn over, turn over | |
| How can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| On the corner watching our future drift away | |
| We lit black candles, we lit black candles. |
| Kae Sun | |
| On the corner where little Nathan got swept away | |
| We lit black candles, people stood in a circle | |
| They had pictures , him with his kinfolk | |
| I read every line of his poetry. | |
| On that street I couldn' t gather my thoughts at all | |
| Can' t say I felt sorry, yet sorrow shook my concrete walls | |
| Now is he gone for good? We lay him down way too deep | |
| I' m hearing echoes of his favorite song, I hear it in my sleep. | |
| How can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old when we burning slow | |
| These friends of mine, they never read the signs | |
| I say they going the wrong way | |
| They had me accused, they say I take myths to be true | |
| When I say theres only one way | |
| And when bloodstained hands leave death marks on your pages | |
| When you got no new leaf to turn over, turn over, turn over | |
| How can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| On the corner watching our future drift away | |
| We lit black candles, we lit black candles. |
| Kae Sun | |
| On the corner where little Nathan got swept away | |
| We lit black candles, people stood in a circle | |
| They had pictures , him with his kinfolk | |
| I read every line of his poetry. | |
| On that street I couldn' t gather my thoughts at all | |
| Can' t say I felt sorry, yet sorrow shook my concrete walls | |
| Now is he gone for good? We lay him down way too deep | |
| I' m hearing echoes of his favorite song, I hear it in my sleep. | |
| How can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old when we burning slow | |
| These friends of mine, they never read the signs | |
| I say they going the wrong way | |
| They had me accused, they say I take myths to be true | |
| When I say theres only one way | |
| And when bloodstained hands leave death marks on your pages | |
| When you got no new leaf to turn over, turn over, turn over | |
| How can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| Can we grow old, when we burning slow | |
| On the corner watching our future drift away | |
| We lit black candles, we lit black candles. |