Oh Molly I can see it, that burnt southern sky calls my name. Do you miss me? Oh darling for all of my troubles were not in vain. Oh baby please forgive me for all of the silence I have stirred, Cause lead is launching, oh screaming, If only a pin drop could be heard. Cause I'll give all I have to circle the spring again, No time will pass, it's not my fault, it's not my fault. Don't be sad we'll circle the spring again, No don't be sad cause I'm coming home. Oh Molly the smoke is rising, but hope fills my lungs I'll prevail. And If I perish, oh this morning then help leave behind my noble trail. So take my hand, it's our last stand to cross our hearts again.