Fields of Fire

she speaks in black and white
clad in crimson
bathed in candle light
she drifts through the hallways at night
in torment, sleepwalking

she sings in shades of blue
words of wisdom
drowned in a melancholy tune
she swears every word is true
disbelieving, they are mocking her
and she

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she runs
through fields of fire
and she walks
hand in hand with desire
and she runs
through fields of fire
but she’s praying for rain

she writes in ink of red
visions of dancers
spinning in her head
she remembers every word that’s been said
revising, prophesizing
and she

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and when the rains come
they come down hard
and all the pain
get washed away in the flood
and when the smoldering ashes reveal
these fields have been burning for years

she dreams in shades of grey
a frozen portrait
of jesters in a play
she pretends that everything is ok
half forgotten
thoughts come rushing in
and she

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Lyrics and Music by Danielle French