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And I Called it Yellow
Twisting, turning
 Tumbling, scarring
 Rolling along
 On the side
 They're all blind
 To the flames
 Licking the walls
 Surrounding them
 
 Sealing my lips
 Hiding behind masks
 Running through the motions
 Acting on stage
 Only the lonely
 
 Nothing to do
 Searching for hope
 Waiting for light
 Eating agony
 Crying
 Dreaming out loud
 
 There's another flicker
 Another flame
 Fading in its own dust
 I must save the fire
 Perhaps we could burn
 Together
 We'd be stronger
 We'd be further away
 From the edge of death
 
 Unspeakable
 Unimaginable
 Don't dare to define
 This candle in
 The wind
 
 Secrets are shown
 Passion quietly flows
 Where is the fire?
 Why do you want
 To put it out?
 Maybe its a lie
 But I don't care
 We're close
 I feel the heat
 
 Both have blossomed
 From the hottest blue
 The new-found flame
 Has cooled down
 To the first stage
 Primarily because of its
 Situation
 And also because of
 Its weakness
 Yellow
 The other flame
 Skipped a stage
 And is too much
 Of the last stage
 Partially because
 Its been beaten down
 And also because of
 its foolishness
 Red
 
 We are fire
 Wanting to vanish
 Within our ashes
 We are fire
 Of explosions
 Of destruction
 Of chaos
 We are fire
 Perhaps extinguishable
 Maybe controllable
 Generally usable
 We are fire
 The light
 The pain
 The warmth
 The murderers
 
 All that missing
 Is the orange
 We have yet to
 Create
 When we touch
 When we collide
 When we become
 One
 
 We're burning through
 Doors
 Walls
 Windows
 Mirrors
 We're inching closer
 We're waiting
 
 The wind billows
 Us up
 The water doesn't dare
 Touch either of us
 The earth silently
 Supports us
 Our fires
 Are love
 
 We see
 We feel
 We touch
 We listen
 We scent
 We taste
 Most of all
 We are
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