it's like a spark it's like a tiny little flickering light i just close it off i close it off until it burns out and dies if everything goes bad i can't just call you there's no way to go back and talk to the old you
because things change and people do die and every single thing that you love can disappear overnight because things change right before your eyes and sometimes it's like the world is moving so slow until it passes you by
it's like fire it's like a white hot flame that's burning inside but if you let it out it will leave nothing but ashes behind and if everything goes bad you can't just call me there's no way to go back and talk to the old me
because things change and people do die and every single thing that you love can disappear overnight because things change right before your eyes and sometimes it's like the world is moving so slow until it passes you by