So don't treat these words as wind,nMy angered words slip through my clinched teethnI see this is not your placenDon't bother wandering through here anymorennAnd you are the bird who carried the seednOver the grass, littered with treesnYou are the one who takes awaynEvery word breathed into her heartnSo that she might not be saved.nnAfter a driving rain,nShe is still a barren fieldnThis has gone too farnTo you we'll never kneelnnAnd you are the fire that never has enoughnYou took this home, because you can't stand the thought of LovenAnd when our hands reached higher than the flamesnYou threatened our lives just to see us burnnSee us burn again.nBut he will rescue us from your handnnWe will not be consumednOur hands will always reach higher than the flames.