Magic made Fire.

Orchids and caramel, tulips and buns;
The flower beds died just before they could bloom;
She ran all the way, there was a yellow sad rose;
What did life say when it whispered to you.

Magic made fire and dust beside rain;
Now look at him laughing, that toothless old shrink;
Tell us a story of nothing and age;
Tell us a story of wrinkles and times;
What did life say when it stood at your door.

One day at a time, don't cower, don't cry;
One life and one song, hear ye, hear ye;
Not all will love you, no, not all is so blessed;
Some closed up at night, couldn't come up again;
Now see when I woke up, and see what I dreamed.

Magic made fire, with strong scenting sands; 
On hurricanes and tides, on dust, snow and rain;
She ran all the way, just to watch it again;
A lily, one dance, one day it will grow;
She ran all the way there was a dying red rose;
What did love say when it whispered to you.


Ps. Life is fun, truth is life and God is life. Happy Valentines, pals**