Into The Fire

Someone gathers the best ideas
 And burns them
 Something's broken
 Someone's spoken
 Of no return
 Burn all the rabid ideas
 Out in the hallway
 Something comes in a great procession
 Calling my name
 And I don't know why
 I do what I do
 I can break that window
 I can hurl myself into that fire
 Into that fire burns
 Burns
 Now the cycle's spinning down
 But no one
 No one at all
 Comes out of the forest with a magic wand to spell me
 Electric burns in its camoflauge
 Won't clear the air
 Something comes in a great procession
 Calling my name
 And I don't know why
 I do what I do
 I can smash that doorway
 I can hurl myself into that fire
 Is that free
 Calling me
 To that fire
 Here I go
 Burning slow
 In that fire
 Into that fire
 Baby burn baby burn baby burn
 Burn