[“Fire Fire Fire Fire” was first published at Quail Bell Magazine]
Met you yesterday, but it doesn’t matter
That the world looks flat from a bird’s eye view
Cause I felt the climb, and I feel the height,
Even though I’m surrounded by a thousand plateaus.
Met you yesterday, but it doesn’t matter
We fell for each other out of space
If this morning it finds us in our place beneath the skies
Tomorrow sets us down on our separate sides, it’s ok.
FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE
Met you yesterday when the world was young
My heart was ablaze with constructive fire.
Now look at those rivers, they retreat from my desire
For fear my heat will suck them dry!
Watch those oceans smolder in all my lust
Waters vaporize into clouds of dust.
See the earth she crackles under salty dunes
Tears of fire streaming down her face.
FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE
Met you yesterday when the world went out,
My soul felt as brittle as a shell
Chaos ruled then with Eternal Night
And Sin and Death embraced me, yeah!
Met you yesterday when the world went out
When Light hid away in her cave
But I felt her then, I still feel her now
Even though I’m surrounded by a thousand sad souls.
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Inspired by Thomas Campion’s 1601 “Fire! Fire!”:
