little by little
moving right on
going and doing
the same i had done

basking in comfort
far from the sun
seeing the people
i’d seen all along

familiar faces
familiar floor
going to places in
i’ve been to before

staring at train lines
see how they join
becoming accustomed
to the usual noise

was it all worth the time?
was it worth all the turmoil you left behind?
was it worth all my time?
should i have given in more to keep it alive?

the fire’s out
my world is cold
there’s nothing left
not even a hand to hold
the fire’s out
no longer burns
should i have waited?
to see how it turned out
but the fire’s out
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