I don't like being without you, but I will pull through.
You're my best friend, you know it all. The time that I crashed and why I didn't get up after the fall. I wouldn't want it any other way, no one else can make me feel the same. With you I'm not as gray as I've been before, instead I accept the rain and watch it as it pours.
The steel inside my forearm
Has bent beneath the tremendous heat
Of the forest fire burning in me
How it roars and screams a passionate plea
Not of agony but of fury
Both in might and out of sight
With hands outstretched
Over top the sea of burning trees
And temperatures boiling over uproariously
You’ll hear the howl of this wolverine
As it drowns out the earthly screams
Of a forest fire
Insurmountable and unquenchable by any stream