We were like dancing flames,
Burning bright-fading slow
I stood in the aftermath-afterglow of your ruin
I watched you, revel in the arson that consumed you
You could see no way out but further in.
I held out my hand
It was desolation you feared.
One step forward, taking two steps back
What did I have to lack for you to think I was enough
What must I do, to be vile enough to play with your fire tonight?
Your mighty flames wash to ashes in my small hands
The waves, the fleece, the sands of time,
I bring to you
Rejected, they retreat.
I stand my ground.
With no where to go but here
I promise to wait,
To fight, to dance, to burn with you tonight.