Play With Fire

you play with fire

when you say to yourself "I am free"

a freedom faked by the wish to survive everyday

to keep a hard skin, that the sharp words won't ever get in

you wish to come back, to your five years old playing times

to ease your life and clear your head

times when your wounds were from falling from trees

don't wait for the night

to say what is in your mind

there may be not another day

so open your mind for me

you play with fire

when you hold all your secrets to you

a bomb of feelings waiting the final clock noise to explode

you wanna tell someone, but there's no one that you really trust

you're not a believer but you raise your hands and start to pray

to a god who is suposed to clear doubts and ease pains

you close down your eyes waiting for something to happen at all

don't wait for the night

to say what is in your mind

there may be not another day

so open your mind for me

don't break the mirrors you have in your room

as a one wise old guy told me once

"we were not born to be monsters

we believe in bad people because the good ones are hiding

we cry a lost cause because we can't remember the ones that we won

we don't want our future because we don't want to learn from our the past"