Fire all the timeFire in the nightWhen everything is wrongFire makes it right
Sadness all over,cold drops going down slowly,howling wind, screaming.
Tanka
Everything is on fire,And I am very youngAnd it isn’t fair.
I want you close to breathing fire,that’s where I want you,afraid to take it any higheror we’ll burnright throughthis.I’m in no rush to be…