My angel I promised her we'd be dressed in a cloud
Standing on pillars on fire singing out loud
Shot from truth and love, not darkness
With the moon under your feet
Where birth goes on and rides terror
My shine will be complete
With your fire your fire
My tremolo
You're my fire
Every so softly it grows when you don't wear your armor
Crushing the burden and confusion sour
Trembling high on every leaf
Raining light down on your belief
Oh my angel unburdened by the race
I'll go down burning in your embrace
On fire, on fire
My tremolo
You're my fire
Don't take away my shine
My shine is all I have
My heat, my love, my beauty and my glad
It worries me sometimes that I want love
And live a life of sad
My tremolo
Sweet baby, my fire
My desire, fire
9/14/09
You are on fire, indeed.
Posted by jnssa stoma at 9/14/2009 11:06:00 PM
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