Repeat like the beat of a a dance floor   hold out for the grace of a discord   there's a signal flare flying high in the air   right above where the survivors float      but the rescuers are scoutin' different skies   debris scatters the lingerin' smoke   the expensive secrets, the more casualties   Though currents may cross they have yet to intersect for me      Woa woa woa woa      I'm a fire fueled by paper burning hard and hot   your a canvas scooting backwards covering her eyes   I am ash I am embers in a moments time   You were cold, You move close but i can't      I'm a fire fueled by paper burning hard and hot   your a canvas scooting backwards covering her eyes   I am ash I am embers in a moments time   you were cold, you move close but i can't   be far from that day like a plant i will come from the grave   like the head of a baptist removed and served up on a plate      Oh it's midnight or noon but no other hour of feast or famine I starve and devour   the contrast its seeped in and the moment has passed   the pendulum stops at extremes and just swings through the rest