I fell into a burnin ring of fire |
I walk the path unto the end
to me it is infinity...
Give me a frame
There is my son...
Silver lines the clouds o the sky
the sun shines throughout the day...
No one knows were you been
searchin' for answers once again...
I look out the window
but the blinders are down...
You are not the fish who lurk among the hooks, you are the bait from which the fisherman cooks |