"Flame"
14-15 September 2002
i live in my own world my friends are all i need
and if i can't speak a little dream of mine will do
as i wander off to scenes unseen and all but
forgotten by you time to pinch myself
and
wake up
i haven't been all that far
stop
you're only kidding yourself now don't forget to
breathe
in and out and
i can't believe i said that such a nightmare can't exist
would react as if i cut myself pity me but with a twist
-so i won't
i'll leave you hanging
til you smell sulphur and see light
the flame will last a second but us ut enough
the smoke drifts on and on and on....
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