Fire and the Thud

You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me where I'll meet you there Am I snapping the excitement If I pack away the laugther And tell you how it feels And does burden come to meet ya If I've questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel The day after you stole my heart, Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you With you And now you're hiding in my sleep And the book reveals your face And there's a splashing in my eyelids As the concentration continually breaks I did request the mark you cast Didn't heal as fast I hear your voice in silences Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud? And the jostling crowd You're not allowed to tell the truth And the photo booth's a liar And the sharpened explanation But there's no screaming reason to inquire I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes With things they never see if it smacked them in their temples