Poetry and Power

This is nostalgia
And O.B. the hero
Fights for me
And you, dear listener
You leave old memories
And such things disgust me
Storm the door
I must get out
Poetry and power, ice and fire
This is poetry and power
Poetry and power, ice and fire
This is poetry and power
This is poetry and power
You’re worse than mirrors
Are you reflecting?
I don’t know
All this help leaves me cold
This is confusing
This is confusing me again
I must get out
Poetry and power, ice and fire
This is poetry and power
Poetry and power, ice and fire
This is poetry and power
Poetry and power, ice and fire
This is poetry and power
Poetry and power, ice and fire
This is poetry and power
This is poetry and power
This is poetry and power
This is poetry and power