The Fire

Are you carried by a restless wind?
Does it saddle you with brave ideas?
With battle scars and souvenirs
To hang across your shoulder blades
Oh if you’re hot as the sun
I will not question your ways
Oh if you’re hot as the sun
Be not afraid of the fire
The shape of bodies galloping
Will follow every song you sing
Oh they sparkle like a wedding ring
And hold you like a melody
Oh if you’re drawn to the flame
I will not question your ways
Oh if you’re drawn to the flame
Be not afraid of the fire
In the creases of our histories
From candlewax to motherhood
To sliding down the banisters
Oh fate will have no grudge to hold
Oh if you swallow the fuel
I cannot question your will
Oh if you swallow the fuel
Be not afraid of the fire