Line up the candles And hold that breath Burn out before you fade away
Two decades passed away in picture frames Trapped behind the glass Expecting routine without an exit The cure for a quarter of a century Is a line read from a book of matches Coat the past in kerosene And the sparks ignite
Fill the ashtray To the brim Like the phoenix
I will rise higher than the ceiling And paint a picture brighter than yesterday If I fall headfirst to the sidewalk I'll catch my self like I caught fire today
The marks on the wall Are the chapters of my history book I can recite each passage But can't erase the text Fixed illustrations and frustrations Force me forward Cuz what's done is done It's time to move on
Like the phoenix
I will rise higher than the ceiling And paint a picture brighter than yesterday If I fall headfirst to the sidewalk I'll catch my self like I caught fire today
My regrets are The gasoline That walked like a waltz Across the embers And whisper Aging is changing Now it's your turn It's your turn
Line up the candles And hold that breath Burn out before you fade away
I will rise higher than the ceiling And paint a picture brighter than yesterday If I fall headfirst to the sidewalk I'll catch my self like I caught fire todayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
