Start a Fire

You’re not going through it It’s going through you
And once it’s all gone
You’ll become the new you
With a different perspective from the same point of view
Fully unaffected by the old truth you once knew
Connected at the roots
To the trunk
To the branches
To the leaves and they way they fly away
and wind dances
A frantic seesaw free fall in mid-air
That represents the floating folley of us all being here
We are complicated creatures, huh
Come away, come away
Cause I love my soul
A fighter in need
A lover astray
Now telling you its not for gold
Come away, come away
Cause I know I won’t
A fire in me The trouble I see
Heaven won’t you let me go This is it Apocalypse
I feel it now
I feel it This is it Apocalypse
I feel it now
I feel it now
I’m dreaming up to start a fire
I’m dreaming up to start a fire