He wrote another letter, carved a silhouette He know somewhere she wanders but he hasn't found her yet This image is a marvel of purity and truth An image blurring further every day away from youth He carved another letter into his shaking arm The memory will linger, even sure to do him harm The message may be simple, complex in aftertaste The 20-20 vision getting lost along the way The spring turns into summer, the summer burns to ash It buries underneath until the winter comes to pass It sprouts into the meadows of poltergeists and ghouls Condemning us to living in the making of a fool You toured the upper valley, you walked the city streets To find yourself in everywhere above your swollen feet One foot follows the other, it never gets away You sit amongst the ghosts that you created on the way A way of living under fire Strung out on ambition and desire How long, how long before we Crash and burn? The heights are soaring every higher The fall is growing ever dire How long, how long before we Crash and burn? A way of living under fire Strung out on ambition and desire How long, how long before we Crash and burn? The heights are soaring every higher The fall is growing ever dire How long, how long before we Crash and burn? Burn? Burn? Burn?