Fire

Come, tell me the tales of the good and the ugly,
tell me about the princes and fairies and lords,
when you could still tell bad from lovely,
back when our stories were short.

Like flames and water
I’ve known my place.

Fire,
rising up from my world
into the sky.
Fire,
paint me black, so I belong,
so I can fight.
What if I burn it down, all down?
What if the flames kill time,
kill sound, burning us out?

This world ain’t a place for believers and dreamers.
The stories they told us were petty and lies.
Go on, punish my misdemeanors,
I would love to see you try.

Like flames and water
we can’t be tamed.

Fire,
rising up from my world
into the sky.
Fire,
paint me black, so I belong,
so I can fight.
What if I burn it down, all down?
What if the flames kill time,
kill sound, burning us out?

Oooh, burning us out,
oooh.

You feel it burning?
We are ablaze.

Fire,
rising up from my world
into the sky.
Fire,
paint me black, so I belong,
so I can fight.
What if I burn it down, all down?
What if the flames kill time,
kill sound, burning us out?