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Soul Fire
　
hearts are torn
in the mockery of love
yet deep inside there is a flame
years ago the same
have to see it through the pain
not having you in my arms is driving me insane
a call of love out of heaven up above
lonely eyes drift out in twilight
through the violet & lavender decorum
my very soul permeates a deeper longing
waiting to be discovered underneath the covers
is it any wonder
　
it slips through your hands
a chance to explain again
one in twain yet marked on a blotted page clearly intact
working to hard can give you a heart attack
soul fire in a newer demension
between that of space and sound
Santana had played it best
others want to try to give it a rest
all of life is one big test
a taste of freedom in the solace of unrest
turn the page and act your age
clowns to the left of my sinners to the right
here I am stuck in the middle with you
having bitten off far more then we could ever chew
but this is nothing new
for it has all been done before
try to even the score
on your way to so much more
you hit the needle and the damage is done
comfort comes a dime a dozen
soul fire in the early morning
