Fireflies

Nick Torres

I’m a madman roaring down this rain-slicked road
Top down, laughing, rain slaps like the hand of God
Left you barefoot, summer-haired, watching me go
Like a beautiful flower I should’ve picked
a long, long time ago

Pre-Chorus:
You were my summer shade
I was your summer storm
Now I’m just searching for fireflies
In this suffocating dark
And you knew, you knew I could never come back

Chorus:
Each mile’s a curtain drawn behind me
Racing that setting sun
My heart cold like spring water
From the mountain snow
Restless like an August afternoon
Am I running to or running from?

The seasons disappeared
But the earth keeps spinning on
’neath this scarecrow in a field
Of lost chances and memories
And I never found the something else I need

I wander now, lost in ancient summertime
Through the heat and dust of what I lost
Could turn around but never find my way back
Nothing left but to keep driving
Top down, laughing like a madman in the rain
While your laughter echoes through me still

Each mile’s a curtain drawn behind me
Racing that setting sun
My heart cold like spring water
From the mountain snow
Restless like an August afternoon
Am I running to or running from?

…like a madman in the rain
….like a madman in the rain