Written by: Phil Webster
The flame of time sparkles,
brightly as it sears.
Burning pages of tommorow,
and the words said by our tears.
Never look into my eyes,
you'll be blinded by the pain.
Life has come and thrown me down,
to drag me through the rain.
Broken forests, and ruined towns,
the lands that I go through.
Trying simply to escape,
the memories of you.
The flame of time warms us,
right before the burn.
Reminding me of my past,
and the things for which I yearn.
No one to compare to you,
is out there for me to find.
Just because those flames of time
have struck and left me blind.