The fire burns, the fire burns
As leaves they fall and twist and turn
Gather thoughts to be unlearned
Wooden cribs to marble urns
Metallic paralyzed teeth rejoice
At the sound of the spectre’s voice
Alas the masses seek the answer
Some grow rich some rot from cancer
Despair to stillness, all is revealed
Life is chaos, a spinning wheel
We all are one and nothing’s real
Nothingness is real
The fire burns, the fire burns
As leaves they fall and twist and turn
Gather thoughts to be unlearned
Wooden cribs to marble urns
Conscious carbon from a dying star
Living, breathing searching for a cause
Everything around us observes itself through us
The fire burns, the fire burns
As leaves they fall and twist and turn
Gather thoughts to be unlearned
Wooden cribs to marble urns
Oneness revealed
Observed/Observer
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