To a heart
of fire
there are but embers
in my hand
i hold your key
and you want
it back
but i resist
and we spout
argument
in the name
of self-righteousness
for one another
To a heart
of fire
there are but embers
in my hand
i hold your key
and you want
it back
but i resist
and we spout
argument
in the name
of self-righteousness
for one another
