I Followed Fires

Give me to the road
 Upon the heart that I had sold
 Warm my heavy hands
 My heavy hands for you to hold
 There's a devil at your door
 And he grows, he grows
 So I've been told he had a heart of gold
 And it grows, grows like a storm
 Now the low lakes have frozen
 Away from home I'll go
 When the first snow has fallen
 Away I'll go
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 Give me to the ground
 I followed fires toward the sound
 Cold upon the mountain
 To which I'm bound, to which I'm bound
 Well I met you by the mill
 Where your heart went still
 Sparrow swung down and he took shape and form
 And it rose, rose like a storm
 Now the low lakes have frozen
 Away from home I'll go
 When the first snow has fallen
 Away I'll go
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 Now the low lakes have frozen
 Away from home I'll go
 When the first snow has fallen
 Away I'll go