Everything Becomes Ash

Oh I tread my hearts footsteps unpon glass
 Splinters cut into my blistered palate how
 My Path had wqarned me away from the fire
 Walk where I did not burn there unpon glass
 Slippers I step into my helpless wonder how
 My dream torch has led me through the flames
 Of reality where everything becomes ash cloud
 Of ash the sky is low now my breath shallow I
 Want the comfort of rain sprinkling from a
 Coloured rainbow Oh I tread my hearts footsteps
 They bleed from glass splinters cut into my
 Blistered palate how my path had warned me
 Away from the fire walk where everything
 Becomes ash there upon glass slippers i step
 Into my helpless wonder how my dream
 Torch has led me through the flames of
 Reality where I do not burn