Fire And The Thud

You showed me my tomorrow

Beside a box of matches

A welcomed threatening stir

My hopes of being stolen

Might just ring true

Depends who you prefer

But if it's true you're gonna run away

Tell me where

I'll meet you there

Am I snapping the excitement

If I pack away the laughter

And tell you how it feels?

And does burden come to meet ya

If I've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel?

The day after you stole my heart

Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you

And you're hiding in my soup

And the book reveals your face

And you're splashing in my eyelids

As the concentration continually breaks

I did request the mark you cast

Didn't heal as fast

I hear your vioce in silences

Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?

In the jostling crowd

You're not allowed to tell the truth

And the photobooth's a liar!

There is sharpened explanation

But there's no screaming reason to enquire

I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes with things they'd never see if it smacks them in their temples