The fire fades away
and most of every day
is filled with tired excuses
but it's too hard to say.
I wish it were simple, but we give up easily.
You're close enough to see that
you're the other side of the world to me.
On comes the panic light
holding on with fingers and feelings alike
But the time has come
the fire fades away.
Can you help me?
Can you let me go?
And can you still love me
when you can't see me anymore?
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