Dar Williams. My Better Self. Blue Light of the Flame. Zeneszám

How did we lose this great right?
Everything burns in our path
The balance we broke, left us running through smoke
You're at the blue light of the flame

As the earth melted the poles
I raise to mend the controls
And I work harder, fiercer and smarter
You're at the blue light of the flame

So, this is where it all end
With the flowers by your belt
And your friends come to you
As the light turns to dark
But the light shines through

Yes, when the hurricanes came
We were the Gods that we blame
We have all injured file, we feel our desire
You kneel at the blue light of the flame

Happy on rescue, somebody left you
Looking to the blue light of the flame