Chasing the Fire
Dreamer's chase a fire of perfection,
Lining up the hearts is at it's best,
Falling has a new meaning of sound distortion,
My ears rings still, from such a good impression,
I ask ,don't write our words in the sky
Smoke follows fire,fire brings the storm,
Keeping a clear sky is where it's at,for real,for sure.
Let me understand where your coming from,
Hopefully we will be friends for a very long time.
Sorry if the lights are too bright,every time your near,
You are like the lighthouse I still write about,
All through my mind,only now the door is open and not ajar.
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