I can see the fire inside
Heating the living room in no one direction
But sprawling out all over the floor
And as the smoke forms a line up to the sun
It carves a fold in everyone
And the notable promise that I can recall
Is that I could have been there with you
We'd be dancing in the fire
A tackle with a familiar response
Was my call to burn inside and alone.
Smoke rises up to the sun
And carves a fold in everyone dancing in the fire
Everyone dancing in the fire
I regret the choice that I made
That you're not a fire so I will not dance in you

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