I've been savoring what I can't hold.

Ashes to ashes
Crumble and fall.
Beneath my feet?
I cannot hold it all.

Coals and fuel,
what do they mean?
To this meaningless world
I have not forseen.

Maybe better,
perhaps worse.
The only answer?
Is locked in a herse.

You've ignited something
deep within the dark.
Something I cannot control
something...I shall not hark.

This catchafire tends to what I am seeing.
On the wings of a lark,
you satisfy my being
--you've more than a spark.

A lighter in one hand
my heart in the other.
You stroke the realease
and I pursue any cover.

You've lit a match,
I was too late.
You've lit a match
where is the rain?

As I burst into flames
I long for you.
I burst into flames,
I'm so terribly confused.

I float in the heat,
linger in the blaze.
Devoured in the energy,
the whole world is a haze.

In a bit, I try
--try and break away,
but the wildfire entangles me.
Once again, I betray.

Captivity is my enemy
and also my companion
My skin flakes to ashes
I become trapped in a canyon.

I am a slave
to what I don't know.
But I am pouring in the gas
so how can that be so?

Burning in my sorrows,
burning in my pain.
Always looking for someone to borrow,
always looking for someone to blame.

I feel caged, locked away
--In the fiery designs of hell.
I know this place, I know it.
It seems as though I know it all too well.

The furnace is full
or though it should seem.
I've given you my soul
is that not enough for thee?

It hungers for more
it can accept none fewer.
But what does it consume?
the past of it's pursuer.

It's got me
It's grabbed me.
I cannot fight.
I'm tried and lonely
The guilt keeps me up at night.

I am finished.

Devoured, consumed, attacked, fed-upon, and digested by the flames of my past.

I stuck my arm in the fireplace, I've but myself to blame for the burns.

You've lit a match,
I was too late.
You've lit a match
where is the rain?