Fire-Mare - version

Oh, I never learned how to hate
 I never learned how to be hated
 Can it be controlled?
 Can anything be controlled?
 It hurts like a cancer in me
 But in every room I still can feel his ghost
 Blood rushing around us
 Like a herd of phantom horses
 I will burn every place that we entered
 And I will burn away this hatred within me
 And when I sleep I will dream about a
 Dove on the wind, I'll dream about a child
 And the words I would say to his father and mother
 Owen are you there?
 End this nightmare I'm in
 Rush to my arms in the morning
 And meet me out on the same platform
 How badly I wish for it
 That we can be angels and not this bullshit
 I will burn every place that we entered
 And I will burn away this hatred within me
 We had no future
 And if I was in love it had no story
 Love it will forget, love has already
 If I was in love now I am nothing
 Dream about a dove on the wind
 I will dream about a child
 And the words I would say to his father and mother
 Oh, I never learned how to hate
 I never learned how to be hated
 Can it be controlled?
 Can anything be controlled?
 It hurts like a cancer in me
 But in every room I still can feel his ghost
 Blood rushing around us
 Like a herd of phantom horses