Fire

Fire today,
Here burning inside me.
The feiry water flames
Keep me just below
The finish line of despair.
There's a strand of golden hair,
And everyone wants to touch that gold.

We lay our lies upon the table
The hurt in your eyes
For the tempos unnerving
Your careful disguise
And the canopy of reality
Covers you, it covers me.

And all we have to do is choose.