the sunset’s reflection on the lake looks like a crucible there’s an ominous calmness in my wake & the moon is full i want to hide away in the fire i want to hide in the flame until i’ve tempered my desires and a better me remains there’s lightning in the distance and thunder in my mind & i’m haunted by the thoughts i cannot leave behind i want to run into the coming storm i want to wash myself in the rain until i’m cleansed of all my sins and a better me remains