Sweet fire fly,
Lost in your eyes,
Glowing with hope,in the dying sun rays.
Silver cloud, lined with black,
For all the pain we can't take back.
Lying naked inside your cell.
Regret is lost to wandering ears,
And broken bones these past 2 years.
Swallow summer sun by the gallon.
In the dirt, our sweat remains,
Through violent spring and acid rain.
History repeats an old song.