You thought you killed my flame
Well when you blew out the candle
Some ashes still remained
I may not be a torch or a bomb
But I’m burning just the same
There’s fire in my life
But I heard the noise
And I knew you would not stay
Here I stand…
Burnt out and blazing away

They say lightning never comes from a silent sky
But I disagree
In the starry indigo of summertime
I’ve felt electricity
There’s thunder in my life
But I hear no noise
But what my little voices say
Here I stand
Burnt out and blazing away

I don’t believe in many things anymore
Sometimes I almost give up
Even on the things I know
Two feet on the ground
And I’m on a high wire
You can have everything I own
But you’ll never have my fire.

Things are getting really frightening
I get tired of being a survivor sometimes
I’m tired of the sweaty nights
If you don’t have the feeling
Then you’ll never have it…