Forest Fires - Axel Flóvent

I don't have much to say There's nothing in this name Sorry to disappoint again Nobody pines for the listener A thrill I fail to deliver And whilst I watch in silence You're starting forest fires You start them just to feel the heat And whilst I keep my quiet You're running with the tigers You're running just to run from me The people on this train Already made up their minds about me I can already feel their hate The stranger, his sorrow Must be fault of my own And whilst I watch in silence You're starting forest fires You start them just to feel the heat And whilst I keep my quiet You're running with the tigers You're running just to run from me I don't blame you And I don't blame you And I don't blame you Who would wanna be around me? Who would wanna be around me? Who would wanna be around me?

How it must feel to be a bird Roamin' lonely over sea air How it must feel to be a bird London, Paris, underneath And I'll wait on my own (Ooh, hmm, ooh) And I couldn't tell you enough that I'm sorry And no, you couldn't tell me enough that you love me But she's bringin' the moon and stars to me Damn permanent reverie And even though this life, this love is brief I've got some people who carry me Wasn't it love as soon as we knew each other properly? Livin' 'bout half right 'til a certain person got to me Nothin' is secret, everythin's sacred, how it ought to be Under the moonlight on a clear night On rooftops is where I want to be Sometimes I'm like a child, that's somethin' I can't release Dreams of her comin' home, sweet home And I'm tellin' you home is so sweet Said you reminded me of the summertime, and I still mean that In a full room, I'm the only one she's smilin' at So wouldn't you let me know if you were thinkin' less of me? That's what she asked me What was promised, what we both agreed But truthfully, if you ever go You'll drop me straight to Hell, the 7th circle And I was talkin' with you earlier We were open and vulnerable, it was wonderful I, I used to dream that you would talk to me I used to dream that you would talk to me And I couldn't tell you enough that I'm sorry And no, you couldn't tell me enough that you love me But she's bringin' the moon and stars to me Damn permanent reverie And even though this life, this love is brief I've got some people who carry me You know that feelin' when you think your heart is gonna come right out through your shirt? Get it a couple times a year But I've been gettin' it more often with her Now when I'm face to face with death, I'll grab his throat And ask him, "How does it hurt?" Up in those golden moments, growin' old too quickly Was he thinkin' of her? But she's bringin' the moon and stars to me Damn permanent reverie And even though this life, this love is brief I've got some people who carry me

I wish I was a pilot Soaring over everyone and everything Looking at the landscape What a peaceful tiny scene Staring over the skyline Oh I feel the blue dancing on my wings Turn off the engine Imagine what tomorrow brings The time we wont delay Take it from the other side Born and lost but its a one more time To get my fill Of this old forgotten thrill, in this life I wish I was a fighter pilot Soaring over everyone and everything Well through the smoke and fire Imagine the hell I'd bring The time we won't delay Take it from the other side You're born and lost But its a one more time To get my fill Of this old forgotten thrill, in this life Well it's a cold, lost and shame Wash it all out Please wash it all away Now the story's old But its all been told Wish I And I wish I'd fly Alright I wish I was an outlaw Spend my life kicking ass and takin' names There would be no love lost Town to town killin dreams The lines they turn to gray Take it from the inside Born and lost but its a one more time To get my fill Of this old forgotten thrill, in this life A one more time To get my fill Of this old forgotten thrill, in this life Ahh

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour