I remember burning down a whole forest a winter or two ago
From a room without a light, we were like fireworks--stars, even
And all the noise from the collisions made me deaf
I remember hoping for the light to fade out slower than slow
But now all I could do is run my fingers every now and then
From all the burns and the scars you so carefully left
Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 11:58 AM UTC
I remember burning down a whole forest a winter or two ago
From a room without a light, we were like fireworks--stars, even
And all the noise from the collisions made me deaf
I remember hoping for the light to fade out slower than slow
But now all I could do is run my fingers every now and then
From all the burns and the scars you so carefully left
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