Case - Anna Aaron, Bonfante, Helms

Set a fire, set my heart

Hit me like an arm

When they love their slow love

It hits me so hard

I fell upon a rocket

High on its side

We had already cried

Enough, enough

Listen angel to the still

Slow words we say

My birds flies

She blinds my eyes

But I can’t look away

I fell upon a rocket

High on its side

We had already cried

Enough, now it’s time to get up

You move me distances

A whole world in a day

You move masses and mountains in me

Like they were grains of clay