Return to Form - Daniel Rossen

Looking out on the end

Your failures etched in fallow land

The flames leap the clouds

And draw whispers from the crowd

Return to dark again

Go on put it out

It’s time again for your return

Now find the peace you deserve

The stars hang in a shroud

And those whispers turn to shouts

Return to form again

Go on let 'em out

Call him what you want

A coward or a clown

Light up the fire again

And throw him on

Fire (fire)

Fire (fire)

Fire (fire)

Fire (fire)

Fire