Burn the oil from the desert Hire a driver so you can get some sleep By the time they realize we've gone There's far too many hoops to leap A gust of wind behind you whistling The tune is one your ear remembers Forgetting how fast dead grass engulfs Soon, we will walk back on the embers Saw birds through the hole in the ceiling Felt the arms around me tight By the time they realize we're gone Fire will be the only light Bark won't make a wound There's an axe for you Bark won't make a wound There's an axe for you Bark won't make a wound (Bark won't make a wound) There's an axe for you Bark won't make a wound (Bark won't make a wound) There's an axe for you Soon, we will walk back through the embers Soon, we will walk back through the embers