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Something's tearing me down, and I Can't help but feel it's coming from you She's a gunshot bride, with a triggered cries I just wonder what we've gotten ourselves into In a trail of fire, I know we will be free again In the end we will be one In a trail of fire, I'll burn before you bury me Set your sight for the sun Mind is willing, soul remains This woman cannot be saved From the draw into the fire Mind is willing, soul remains This woman cannot be saved From the draw into the fire Anything to bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home Flesh too weak to jump itself Heal the wounds or crack the shell Lift yourself from what's below Flesh too weak to jump itself Heal the wounds or crack the shell Lift yourself from what's below Raise the anchor; bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home In a trail of fire, I know we will be free again In the end we will be one In a trail of fire, I'll burn before you bury me Set your sight for the sun Bring it on home