Too much passion within us for the things        
We know too well;
That are so familiar,
Yet so wrong.
Minds filled with
A fire,                                    
A flood.                                
Things that won’t change.
That can’t change.

For every corner that’s turned,
It’s there.
There’s no escaping.
It’s in your blood.
A fire,
A flood.

But the things that can’t be escaped
Are faced.
And the
Fire and flood
Take control.

A change occurs in
A mind that’s distant,
A mind thats fire and flood
Determines indifference.