youre back with your excuses
we're all victims of our environment but youre not a tree and im not a bird
im supposed to be a human being and so are you
and yet you speak with the whisper of a rain on a hot summer day
and it grows and it grows and you become a torrent of water raining down and flooding me
with your indignation and your self righteousness
and im so busy minding the storm that i dont realize that im changing
i spend so much time closing the windows and preparing for the wreckage that i forget
the monster inside, the monster created by birth and tragic happenings
and i forget what im capable of
and your storms wind whips me up into a fire and feeds me with its oxygen and i burn
you see im normally a smolder
a campfire abandoned by those who are my origin
and i give light and heat to those who tend me
you give water and life to those who surround you
but water and fire never mix do they?
you feed me and feed me
and blame me
theres no need for fire with electricity around but water cannot be replaced
it it werent for you id have burned the worlds to the ground
there you go again, fixing my mistakes
and we argue and argue
stupid conversations that are never solved but then the campfire is left unattended with plenty of wind
from your stupid storm and it spreads and grows and spreads and grows
and fire has to remind you that i created this world for her
and i gave her warmth and i shielded her from the world
and you gave her water necessary for survival but it makes us cold
but the problem with fire and water is that water always wins
water extinguishes fire
and even though you made me what i am
i can never beat you
but water sinks ships and water drowns
and water suffocates fire in such a tragic way
you suffocate me in such a tragic way
with your excuses and indignation
and you put out the fire you created and flood the area
so i cannot burn, i cant keep her warm
i cant protect her from you when you're stupid, stupid water