A flame in my hand

I stop in the streets and applaud

Lovers who I see kissing

I wave at the girls going mad

And I dance while you’re hissing

Do we know what it is still allowed

Are we hiding the jail in a song?

You’ve been bruising my ears all along

With a scar I had never vowed…

I’m hiding a flame in my hand

Come and get it, you proud lunatic!

Come and get it!

Or I’ll spend my life alone in the attic

Hating the songs you don’t understand…

You don’t understand!

Yes, I’m applauding, and the agony glows

Like a riddle squeezing my heart,

You whisper a curse and I’m falling apart…

The winter has finally murdered my toes…