Incessant poetry made fire
hope because it was out
of stuff to burn
Instead of going up
it flowed to the sea
and made a pit of lava
for everyone to see
When it was time
When it was time
It would make
the return journey
Incessant poetry made fire
hope because it was out
of stuff to burn
Instead of going up
it flowed to the sea
and made a pit of lava
for everyone to see
When it was time
When it was time
It would make
the return journey
Material things get the better of us 