Into the Floor - The Afghan Whigs

When it burns and falls into the floor

Feel it rise and come and get some more

I’ll remember you always this way

When it seems your back’s against the wall

Tilt the sky and under you will crawl

I’ll remember you

Is it late

Or is it yet to come?

Will it wait

Or burn into the sun

I’ll remember you always this way

And suddenly

It was meant to be

When it burns and falls into the floor

Feel it rise and come and get some more

I’ll remember you always this way

And suddenly

A summer breeze