It'd be better if all forever should disappear. These thoughts should fade away unheard. Unheard like children. Fade away like thoughts of love. Like flesh and blood. This fire inside warms only a corner in this room. Outside the flowers say I'm free. They told me to believe and gave this fire to me. And thoughts like shame. Hurt like blame. Dreaming of flowers while sleeping in flame. Fire and rage and all is burning in eyes shut tight. Like a quiet night that could nevermind, never pretend... nevermind. Never pretend. Waiting for springtime. Dreaming of sunshine. The seasons are changing and it's always such a long walk home. Much to long to live alone. Blood and sunshine. Tears and rain. Like dreams and flowers end the same.