Can you ever love something,
Love something that you fear?
Things that make you tremble much
And maybe, even tear.

Is it ever possible to
Put out those blue flames?
The fire glows so bright and strong;
Impotent is the Thames.

But maybe you could control the fire,
Change it in it's form.
Tame the beast from fire to feast,
Use it to keep you warm.

The crevice slowly closing up,
We only have one day.
The world is done and the end is nigh.
Is there really no other way?

Maybe you feared it at first,
But ****, do they mean a lot

When they're leaving.