• Sometimes i wonder where this life will lead,
    Sometimes i think i need pain to feel.
    Sometimes i smile when i start to bleed,
    Sometimes i see through and realise it's not ideal.

    Waking up early to sunrise,
    seeing what i could have,
    what i don't have,
    what i need to have to survive.

    Looking at the scars,
    looking at the past,
    not seeing the future,
    not feeling alive.

    Seeing the shadows move,
    and whispers talk,
    surely one day this pain will fly away.

    I battle on and on every hour of every day,
    i dream i will be free again some time,
    treading through old tracks feeling gray,
    walking down the road seeing the flame.

    The fire that always burns,
    the fire that provides the light,
    the fire with the heart and the fire with the soul,
    guiding me when i feel all alone.

    Looking at the future,
    feeling like a candle just about to blow out,
    not knowing what to feel or what to shout.