Upon a blazing dream lies a girl I used to know
Deep green stare and a paralyzing touch
She cut herself with the edge of broken glass
For within her soul was a sin she knew too much

She played with fire on a long black rope
Outside circuses that demanded money-throwing crowds
Walking through unfolding walls and closing doors
Throwing blinding stares and deafening sounds

She traded whiskey for a kiss from the ocean
Like a gypsy making money for the poor
I turned my eyes for a second and she was gone
Gone to wander within the reaches of the ocean shore

The sky grew darker, the clouds turned into mist,
Below her feet lay a wooden creaky deck.
She rowed for years as her hands soaked up her agony,
She rowed and rowed into an unforgiving black.

Spirals of light went off within her mind.
Her eyes opened and closed to a distant growing flash.
Cocooned upon a tiny open boat invisible from land,
She listened to the thunder's deadly roar and slash....