On Fire

With your form in the back of my Ford

I'm informed I gotta get you home

But my legs are on fire

And my head is on fire

It's untoward to succumb to the swarm

While the wards are sanitizing thrones

And your fingers are liars

And your head is on fire

And I'm trying to weather the storm

You're deciding whether you storm

It's not so bad to just be alone

It's not so bad to just be alone

For days at a time

Be alone

For weeks at a time

Be alone

As I'm torn from a world's worth of warm

The interred emerge as shrouded clonеs

And my legs are on fire

And my hеad is on trial

And my fingers are liars

And my spine is a coward

Every pressure demands I perform

Any tricks you have left to perform

It's not so bad to just be alone

I might prefer to just be alone

Be alone

For months at a time

Be alone

For years at a time

Be alone

If we're out of time