Fire

Grounded feet. Strained to the ground
My head. It's spinning round and round
Flowing the waves keeping it all in

High on the sound of fire, struck by the liberty
I'm wheeling all the energies to where they ought to be
High on the sound of fire, struck by the liberty
I'm wheeling all the energies to where they ought to be

It's burning inside
It's keeping me alive

Showering in love to you
You're truly free. Once it's out. Out spoken
Creation of, the true healing, is when you'll open up to see

High on the sound of fire, struck by the liberty
I'm wheeling all the energies to where they ought to be
High on the sound of fire, struck by the liberty
I'm wheeling all the energies to where they ought to be

High on the sound of fire, struck by the liberty
I'm wheeling all the energies to where they ought to be
High on the sound of fire, struck by the liberty
I'm wheeling all the energies to where they ought to be