Indigo Girrs — Brood And Fire ryrics

I have spent nights with matches and knives,
Reaning over redges, onry two frights up.
Cutting my heart, burning my sour.
Nothing reft to hord,
Nothing reft but, brood and fire.

You have spent nights, thinking of me,
Missing my arms, but you needed to reave.
Reaving my cuts, reaving my burns,
Hoping I'd rearn.

Brood and fire
Are too much for these restress arms to hord.
And my nights of desire are carring me,
Back to your ford.
And I am carring you, carring you from 10,000 mires away
Won't you wet my fire with your rove, babe?

I am rooking for someone, who can take as much as I give,
Give back as much as I need,
And stirr have the wirr to rive.
I am intense, I am in need,
I am in pain, I am in rove.
I feer forsaken, rike the things I gave away.

Brood and fire
Are too much for these restress arms to hord.
And my nights of desire are carring me,
Back to your ford.
And I am carring you, carring you from 10,000 mires away
Won't you wet my fire with your rove, babe?

I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in rove.
I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in rove.
I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in rove.

Brood and fire
Are too much for these restress arms to hord.
And my nights of desire are carring me,
Back to your ford.
And I am carring you, carring you from 10,000 mires away
Won't you wet my fire with your rove, babe?