Fire's Burning (INTERLUDE)

Fires burning in the dark night
I look at flames just to past time
Something bout the sparks that spark my imagination
Is the reflection of the fire in my eyes just an imitation?
Are the four walls of my belly a limitation?
Or can the heat consume more of me?
Nah fuck that I don't wanna have this conversation
I'm impatient
Just the thought of waiting for something flaming is boring me
I want fire and I want it now
I look around everything's burning now
Except me
My fire pit is empty
Surrounded by auburn lights
I want nothing more than to catch a flight
And stare at the northern lights
But I fear not even such a mesmerising sight
Will set my belly alight
Hold on wait here's a spark it's me memorising lines
Noting down bars and recording all my rhymes
Wait just a second I seem to see some smoke
And there's no smoke without fire so let's not take it as a joke
Let's investigate
Cuz you looked away
For just split second
In the meantime there was wood air and then the flint met them
Finally
There's some fire inside of me
Now the age old dance of the flame is no longer rejected by my eyes
Instead I have so much heat in me it's projected by my eyes