how much longer can i go on
with my mouth full of fire?
oh, i should have passed it on
to someone else long ago
if at the start I'd kissed that man
given him this infernal heat
I'd be a swan..white
a stillness arching in the lake
moving in slow motion
my feet pulling thru the water
below the threshold of your sight
thousands upon thousands
of times i could have spoken out
opened my mouth to let fall the fire
that nestled in every word i uttered
given it freely
to you as i did to another
scorched earth
i could have rolled in the dust
been the she dog mottled and burned
lizard blistered
crinkled skinned cat
with no fair skin to lick
too late these smoldering bones
that lean effect turning and seeking
the air from your grasp
that will breathe me to flames
i am the swan seared to black
icy winds pull feathers from my wings
I'm the night that never expects day
to follow a swallows color
i should have given in
to fire dust and charcoal ash
how much longer can i go on
with my mouth full of fire?
oh, i should have passed it on
to someone else long ago
if at the start I'd kissed that man
given him this infernal heat
I'd be a swan..white
a stillness arching in the lake
moving in slow motion
my feet pulling thru the water
below the threshold of your sight
thousands upon thousands
of times i could have spoken out
opened my mouth to let fall the fire
that nestled in every word i uttered
given it freely
to you as i did to another
scorched earth
i could have rolled in the dust
been the she dog mottled and burned
lizard blistered
crinkled skinned cat
with no fair skin to lick
too late these smoldering bones
that lean effect turning and seeking
the air from your grasp
that will breathe me to flames
i am the swan seared to black
icy winds pull feathers from my wings
I'm the night that never expects day
to follow a swallows color
i should have given in
to fire dust and charcoal ash