There is fire on the mountain Painted faces in this long hair Shadows and tall trees hide there Though I always loathe I will love you most Falling through a stark white light To see if I am sane I am burning from the inside out Huts on the beach I am waiting for you Though I always loathe I will love you most Falling through a stark white light To see if I am sane Shadows and tall trees hide there Though I always loathe I will love you most Falling through a stark white light To see if I am sane