There is no more campfire
There are no flames
No more embers in my heart
Only glowing transistors and tubes
dull eyes, sallow skin
the air too thick to breathe
no strength to breathe
chapped lips, sunken face
the heat slides away
the colors are fading
the cold blue gives way to black
darkness becomes a warm glow
How I long for your touch
It will not be long
How I long for your touch
It will not be long
please pull the plug for me
I'm afraid to stay if you don't
I do not have any strength any more
there is no flame
no spark to ignite
And as I lay below and everything blurs
warmth fills me at the thought of burning wood
one last look at the static screens
as my soul begins to glow
