fires
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Elementals of the worldwe all need to survivenot only to withstand their damagebut needing them to sustain our lives.
I come from a land smothered in smoke.
Unable to see me while I choke.
I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man.
People Crying, animals dying and me silent.
You see my country on the news.
I come from a land smothered in smoke.
Unable to see me while I choke.
I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man.
People Crying, animals dying and me silent.
You see my country on the news.
I come from a land smothered in smoke.
Unable to see me while I choke.
I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man.
People Crying, animals dying and me silent.
You see my country on the news.
I’ve been addicted to smoking,
since before I was born
The ecstasy of inhalation
I can hardly catch my breath
Call it the curse of the addicted
Unable to stop no no matter how much I may want to
Born from destruction and fire
Cruel to the bone I became
Underneath a fire raged
But the surface was calm
Those cool summer nights
Not a cloud in sight Catching fire flies The glisten in your eyesOut under moon lit skies Time sure flys bye On those summer nights
