Sparklers - Tiny Ruins

I wrote your name in cursive on the air

Flailing my arms around me

Conducting down to the wire

I felt our time was a running, a sparking sun

Before we were dying, rained out, reaching for another one

Quick, I only wrote it to the wind

Conjuring no lasting magic

See the haze of sulphur rising on the breeze

I see now you were patronizing

The cause of my chemistries

I felt our time was a running, a sparking sun

Before we were dying, rained out, reaching for another one

Quick, I only wrote it to the wind

Conjuring no lasting magic