The Day of the Phoenix

You came with open arms and left me red
With blisters on my skin
I don't think it was just by accident
That I found myself embraced

It's a circle drawn in flame

All of the things that you touch
Are falling apart, but their pieces will
Fall into place, wherever they lay
And build something new

You came with eager hands and left me pale
So ready to forget
I don't think it was a coincidence
That I fell into your grip

It's an image carved in me

All of the things that you touch
Are falling apart, but their pieces will
Fall into place, wherever they lay
And build something new

In the fire, I will burn
Only to rise again

From ashes, I'll rise anew
Spread my wings, hope I can fly



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Miranda
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