Australophilia / The Fire in Yamabiko Forest

I've seen your face plastered somewhere before
In my dreams of goon sacks, surf, and emu wars
But now I can't recall it's all a blur
I think I was in love, I can't remember

It was on a beach in Queensland, the sky was full of clouds
The only words I heard were coming out of your mouth
Saw beauty within the hardship that will lie ahead
Then I spoke but I forgot what I said

Oh well
It doesn't matter anyways
Thoughts that I could never orchestrate
But now I have ideas no better than the pipe dreams of a child
Of you and I and no one else exchanging awkward smiles
I don't think I'll ever be the same I'm not sure if I will be okay
Because it won't go away it won't go away
Why won't it go away why won't it go
Where nobody can find us
Somewhere in Australia
Where no one can remind us
That we don't belong

Dead Kokoro, it comes and goes and won't return the same
It stops and kills, it's such a thrill when it misbehaves
Catching birds with shotgun shells and old 7.62
It's okay to hate me 'cause I hate myself too

The most beautiful temple that I've ever seen
Plastered across the front page of magazines
In my dreams
It's calling out to me
What a scene
It wants to see me bleed

I'd rather watch it all burn down to the ground
Than see it everyday and know that I must live without
Okay
Engulf it all in flame
What a thought
It wants to watch me rot

When I looked back I saw
A vision from the past
I let it come and gnaw
A hole straight through my back
It intertwined with me
And I found a piece of you
Inside my flesh between
The things that I couldn't lose
Embers and ash
From things I can not have
Embers and ash
From things I can not have
Embers and ash
From things I can not have
Embers and ash
From things I can not have
Embers and ash
From things I can not have