Consumed by the fire
of our anger,
it's hard to say,
but, In the silence
far away,
You are right.
Covered in the ashes
of that infurno we let rage.
In the silence,
I can say,
you are right,
I'm defensive.
Alone,
I wrap a scorched heart
in my arms.
Wounded, by the burns,
from the lava
that flowed off tounges.
It's hard to say,
But in the silence
Far away,
I'm sensitive.
Couldn't protect myself
from criticism,
I've been
your victim.
But in the silence,
far away,
I can say,
You've been mine too.
Fighting fire with fire,
we burned down to the ground.
But, in the silence,
Anger tamed.
I can say,
You were right,
I am to blame.