Fire

written by Nastja Sittig 

Hungry - ever after
Desperate - longing for air
Growing - with ancient destruction
Passionate ways of despair

It is a fire
That gets me higher
Away from the ground
Into the blue
Come pull me down
Before blue turns into black
The atmosphere
Is breaking here

We are curios matters
Destined for the sky
Moving, floating, drifting
Trying to untie

It is a fire
That gets us higher
Away from the ground
Into the blue
We're rising up
While earth is pulling us in
We're bound to fall
In love somehow

Oh, I'm intoxicated
By the smell of burned wood
Strange to see you fade away
Faster than you should
Burn on - keep on burning
Don't you ever stop
Learning - keep on yearning
For what keeps us up

It is a fire
A strange desire
It is a curse
It is a blessing
That started gently
And soon became funeral pyre

The end is near
The end is here