“Get out of the fire
Get out while you can”, they howled
They yelled and wailed
In the dying of the sun
I knew it was you
I stood outside as the sky on a crystal night
I caught a glimpse of you through the window
Carrying empty dreams
Carrying empty castles in the air
No fresh air
Losing your grip
The sky autumnal
Come home with me
Not everyone is out to get you
Not every shadow is a monster trying to feast on you
Sometimes a shadow is just a shadow
Never the prince of darkness in your window
I caught a glimpse of you through the window
Trying to get your soul back
Trying to paint something with your eyes missing
Look! Your hands are shaking
Come home with me
Join me on a highway to your true self
You’d be mystified by what’s inside you
Beauty and light
Effigy and art
Euphoria with ecstasy
Come home with me
Take hold of the future
The longest you’d hold something that isn’t a gripe or a grudge
Solace and satisfaction
Creation and incarnation
