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Fire.
My room sounds like a quiet fire
The power and desire,
Required to keep this fire.
Is in dire need of help
Retirin’ and it’s no help.
Let’s be of help.
It can’t do it all alone.
Let’s move every stone,
Let’s keep every moan,
Quiet and alone
This is a zone
Made for quiet burning desire,
And I’m so tired.
But we’ve got to fight it on
Keep it moving on
My room seems so alone,
But its passion burns so strong.
The power of the known.
That keeps the fire long,
But it’s not alone
The house smells like a burning fire
So much desire.
The passion makes the fire
And I can’t grow tired
Through the wire and the fire,
I’ve got to keep my fire,
Burning with desire.
So I’ll move every stone,
Keep every moan,
To silence and alone.
This is my zone.
Bore for my desire,
Look for the fire.
I’ve fought it on,
Look into my phone.
Everyone seems so alone.
But my passion burns too strong,
But I’m no longer alone…
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