Written by: Ash Wednesday
I feel you
Every time I light a candle.
You stopped asking me to go hiking
So now I always wear sandals
But that's okay it's probably too hot for you to be inside anyway
You like to hibernate, the only outside time is between you and your Ash tray.
But like I said I am fine with this little flame
Flicking in the breeze.
I've gotten used to the ins and outs
The I do what ever I pleases.
The on's and when it's on oh wouldn't you like to fuck around and figure it out.
But when it's Off season I know it's because you're just chasing someone else for clout.
But if you could stand there on your own
If you could light your own match
Well wouldn't that be something
Can you even imagine that?
You, yes you just standing there for all to see
Not a parasitic morsal sucking up all your screen
Nothing disturbing or distracting
No more self preservation and acting
You should be able to do this by now
Instead of coping sticking more metal in your brows
To stand there willing and face the flames
Of all the times you have been wrong and made mistakes
Fire Walk with me
I have been watching too much Twin Peaks
A show I am not sure you would have seen
But I think you would enjoy it because we both like the same things
Few have walked around
Few have stayed
Where are we in this timeline journey
Each lifetime are we gonna be telling the same old story
Would've reached instant FLAME
If I had a soul to sell
But it's been needing some resurrection lately
My heart is but a necromancy.
- Ash Wednesday