Fire Nights

This is how I spent many nights, and many days. 

By a fire, in front of the ocean, or in front of a lake, letting my youth run wild and free. 

For what good is it to be tame in an already so dry and dreary world?

I have nothing to live for and everything to LIVE for. 

I wanna feel the ocean breeze and sand aginst my skin. 

I wanna lay a waste, lost in some other world, all through the early morning hours of night. 

I wanna be someone, but for now I am a puzzle peice in this universe, and I can’t quite make sense of it. 

In those moments, on those many nights and many days, in front of a camp fire, out on a beach, I am infinate. 

– Lemon Ghost

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