Painted Floor

Written by: Ralph Mason

I painted a fire, a little fire on my floor
then I sang a sweet song and made a soft sound
and the flames did grow higher, higher my hound

I jumped in the middle both feet shod flat
then I let my hair down and tore my shirt off
and the flames grew still higher, higher my hound

I called for the dove and I called for the swan
then I leapt from the fire and ran to the door
and the flames grew still higher, so much higher than my floor

I strained to escape, my sinews pulled taught
then with all of my strength I did flee the wild light
and the flames grew ever higher, as I passed out of sight