Tuesday's Fire

So little word of you coming

You caught us lying down and relaxing out loud

The world reamed

For the sake of a new solution

That could fade away as quickly as it came

If I could fall asleep, would the world stay on its knees?

Despite your expert touch, there's still no hope for a new solution

Do you recall?

You left a symptomatic warning

In the guise of

Carbon clouds and a renewed sense of doubt

The world ablaze

For the sake of a new solution

That could fade away

I had a friend who live only once in a while on the way back down

From the hill where he left the fruit of his labour,

As it rolled back down