sparks flying through the roommy head's on fireand there is
nothing i can doi'm in the whirlwindfar beyond reachi wish
that you would be here toofading fire the wakened eyesoon
turning blue againfor all gone before all left undoneput down
your walking-stick and runi'm on a blind-rideall screens
are blanklooking forward running backand all is oneto each his
ownall is onebut i am aloneas i runthrough the fire