He wrote another letter, carved a silhouette
He know somewhere she wanders but he hasn't found her yet
This image is a marvel of purity and truth
An image blurring further every day away from youth
He carved another letter into his shaking arm
The memory will linger, even sure to do him harm
The message may be simple, complex in aftertaste
The 20-20 vision getting lost along the way
The spring turns into summer, the summer burns to ash
It buries underneath until the winter comes to pass
It sprouts into the meadows of poltergeists and ghouls
Condemning us to living in the making of a fool
You toured the upper valley, you walked the city streets
To find yourself in everywhere above your swollen feet
One foot follows the other, it never gets away
You sit amongst the ghosts that you created on the way
A way of living under fire
Strung out on ambition and desire
How long, how long before we
Crash and burn?
The heights are soaring every higher
The fall is growing ever dire
How long, how long before we
Crash and burn?
A way of living under fire
Strung out on ambition and desire
How long, how long before we
Crash and burn?
The heights are soaring every higher
The fall is growing ever dire
How long, how long before we
Crash and burn?
Burn?
Burn?
Burn?