rolls of laughter
rise like smoke around my face
i find it hard to breathe
when my lungs fill with the smog of past embrace'
...
i found some pictures the other day...
...
stain with tears now,
...
i'll add them to the flame
...
as the fire calls out your name
and so close to the heat, it burns my skin
whispering i'll never win
without you here again
my heart would make good fire wood
-it's so dried within
and the spark ingintes the flame
i took another look at those pictures again
and the fire speaks your name
like some crazy game i'll never win...
some stupid fire started within
so long ago
an ash so fine we may never know
where it all beagan
a fire that speaks your name
the embers peirce my eyes
the memories just fly
the smoke strangles me
as i struggle with the flame,
in the fog of it all
my ears hear nothing but sparks and call
i'm drenched in the heat
as i walk on coals burning my feet,
...
in a fire that calls your name