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I can see the fire inside heating the living room in no one direction,
But sprawling out all over the floor,
And as the smoke forms a line up to the sun it carves a fold in everyone,
And the notable promise that i can recall is that i could have been there with you,
We'd be dancing in the fire
A tackle with a familiar response was my call to burn inside and alone.
Smoke rises up to the sun and carves a fold in everyone dancing in the fire.
Everyone dancing in the fire
I regret the choice that i made;
That you're not a fire so i will not dance in you.
