Joan of Arc

Oh, the mountain's on fire
As the sun softly kisses your brow
You will leave me in the morning
And I tell you that you always made me proud

Oh-oh, take me to the wake alone
Heavy on the road, I wander
And I've been giving it a little time
Honey, oh, it all went wrong
When you joined your holy fight

And it might sound crazy
That you wanna run away
Marching in dressed like a soldier
Playing off your crazy eights
And you're ready for a victim
Lay the bones out in the grave
Oh, you're searching for a feeling
But it won't keep you sane

Hm, how you love to play the martyr
If my arms wеre stronger
Would you have stayеd a little longer
If you'd told me you'd ignore it

The ringing of the bells
Cannon on the hills
Take me to the wake alone
Heavy on the road, I wander
And I've been giving it a little time
Honey, oh, it all went wrong
When you joined your holy fight

Oh, and you keep it on your back
Where the rubber meets the road
And it's biting at your heels
Like a bloodhound in the snow
And it's never gonna leave you
Will you learn not to dig it up?
All the memories, all the reeling
No, it won't fill you up, ooh

You won't fight it
You just lying
You won't cry until it's over
You won't fight it
You just lying
You won't cry until it's over, ooh

Whoa
Whoa (ooh)
Running from the rain, oh
Ooh, oh (whoa)
Ooh
(Whoa) running from the rain
(Whoa) ooh
Hm-hm