the ocean's on fire
Sometimes a stalemate is as frustrating as one cushion on a floor of lava.
You can feel the feather-filling balling up under your heels and you wonder how it isn't hot.
You don't want to die in a firey cannonball into red-Hell so you just stand still.
The Earth would be so boring if we got what we all really want; The ability to anticipate the unexpected.
Now I suppose you know how i feel.