The scorching fire heats up your soul
The flame the color of red, orange and blue
Water its enemy and wood its food source
A beautiful thing can be so powerful
and destructive at the same time
The fire travels through the forest
making a path in its wake
Burning everything in sight to ashes
Making the animals who are fast run for their lives
The unfortunate ones burn to a crisp in howling rage
When its all over the forest is left to its own devices
To pull itself together
To start over again in its circle of life
As another fire stats in the city
Burning its 5 story home in its fiery grave
Having no remorse the battle wages on between fire and water
Each putting up a good fight to the very end
When water conquers all in its victory
Jul 13, 2011
Jul 13, 2011 at 9:58 AM UTC
The scorching fire heats up your soul
The flame the color of red, orange and blue
Water its enemy and wood its food source
A beautiful thing can be so powerful
and destructive at the same time
The fire travels through the forest
making a path in its wake
Burning everything in sight to ashes
Making the animals who are fast run for their lives
The unfortunate ones burn to a crisp in howling rage
When its all over the forest is left to its own devices
To pull itself together
To start over again in its circle of life
As another fire stats in the city
Burning its 5 story home in its fiery grave
Having no remorse the battle wages on between fire and water
Each putting up a good fight to the very end
When water conquers all in its victory