Tribe After Tribe - Burn lyrics

All my colors won't stop burning This one for the days Orphans for the bright ones This one for the plan Hides them all in bright stones This one for the scream Waking from the nightmare This one for the hands Won't stop burning All my colors won't stop burning This one for the wind holding The night in my ear This one This one for the trees Stroke the throat with fingers Won't stop burning This one for the hide A wishbone gone for feathers This one for the line Between veins and white bones Won't stop burning