Old Flame

Smoke is coming I saw the seasons change There was no way to stop the blur I'm longing With a wrist tied to a chain Pull me under I'm an old flame (baby) An old flame Burning away We're the old paint (honey) The old paint Flaking away From the old days You're in colour But I'm only seeing gray Can we make it pretty again? Say it's over And it's getting late Heaviness Pulls me under I'm an old flame (baby) An old flame Burning away We're the old paint (honey) The old paint Flaking away From the old days I tried to Be water Poured over cynical waves Remember Wild fire Lighting up better days Can we make it pretty again? I'm an old flame (baby) An old flame Burning away We're the old paint (honey) The old paint Flaking away From the old days