Firefly
You’re too cold to be real
The earth didn’t treat you like her child
No she didn’t want you
So now you hold me too close
You grasp at my flames
But I’ve been sleeping on the ocean floor
Far from the land I crave
Where they search for me in the endless blue
I could say beautiful things
But the ashes would still fall on your tears
The lava is flowing fast for you now
But this is not my home
And it’s not warm here with you
I’ve been dreaming of that other land
Where they wait for me
Searching for my orange-fire eyes
Notice me drawing away
You never reached for my heart until now
But even as I float away
You still clutch at the smoke
You can tie me down
But I’ll still burn through these ropes
This fire you can’t contain
I will find them someday
Because I am not just a plaything
I will burn down your flimsy walls
The blue is no longer safe for you
But you still try to chill me to the bone
And it’s not warm here with you
I’ve been dreaming of that other land
Where they wait for me
Searching for what you have stolen
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