Pretty Burning

Like the match you struck
Tell me, are we out of luck?
It looked so pretty burning
Flames of painful yearning
For better times so far away
But they come with a price and we all pay.

So you think you can tell
Sorry from just unwell?
I should've known I couldn't win
'Cause all the things I never should have been
Are now just ashes tainting
This blue sky gray in a flame-kissed painting.

Could we leave this place
Leave it all for dead without a trace?
Lies once white now are stained
With blood reminders of smiles so pained
And from this dream I'm never returning
This dirty town looks so pretty burning.

Reviews

[Marie]

Yes. Could be a song; great lyrics. "And from this dream I'll never return; this dirty town looks so pretty burned."