Lessons In Fire

An overdosed fanfare calling down.

A thoroughfare, running away from here.

The light blinds all as the lessons learnt

Teach where the money resides, and hear

The calling crowds go: flip us a coin.

Baying, ever always, under corporate spin.

The fire grows higher as the lessons learnt

Teach, rejoice, and touch the flame.

Living through a painted smile,

You know we're grinning under pain of treason.

Lessons in fire say: touch the flame,

You gotta do it again.

Hush money gonna run away,

You gotta burn for gold

To keep the poor man cold.

Lessons in fire say touch the flame,

Touch the flame,

Touch me.

You said, kiss and change.

I said, okay.

I said, everything that you say or do means change,

And nothing remains.

Drag me down the dirt road,

The track's too clean.

For every little issue

Drop a dollar through my door,

You fell for this old joke like a bomb,

But lessons in fire don't hurt no more.