Backdraft

buildings rise up as if the worlds not coming down, we grab a few laughs, trying to get the joke in a world that's so sad, we try we trully do try to shed some light on the darkness, we are in motion like cieling fans, we turn to cool ourselves off, pouring carbonated libation down our throats, there is so much truth in SCI FI, still we turn an eye where we meet the sun and we know out of all elementals, the fire is in control, the fire that will be nexttime