For The Mathematics

Tuesday's Fire
So little word of you coming You caught us lying down and relaxing out loud The world reamed For the sake of a new solution That could fade away as quickly as it came If I could fall asleep, would the world stay on its knees? Despite your expert touch, there's still no hope for a new solution Do you recall? You left a symptomatic warning In the guise of Carbon clouds and a renewed sense of doubt The world ablaze For the sake of a new solution That could fade away I had a friend who live only once in a while on the way back down From the hill where he left the fruit of his labour, As it rolled back down From Letras Mania