The Spell

As all around the world burns down we walk on by
A couple's kiss it will be drowned under the sky

Who's to say what isn't real
Who decides what we will feel

If we all lie we'll get on fine a little while
Until we break the tensile strength that we hang by

Who will be there when we fall
Bear the burden when we call
If there's no one can you tell
Everyone's under the spell

But you could search a hundred years
And not resolve eachother's fears
So stop reciting little lines
Each fire dies in its own time