The wood is warmer I guess I'd burnI dreamt I was a real boyI got no stringsHow you say IHow you say II don't knowI don't knowIt helps me think what love isIt really doesI take it in your mouthI place it on my tongueAnd whirl it aroundI make new wordsWords that I can useEnough alternative strategiesI want a breakGimmeThe taller it goes outThe bigger it spreads outBurn my epitome of goldOh ecstasyI want to beA larynx to a fireWhat do you mean you don't understand?What do you mean you don't understand?What do you mean you don't understand?But do you understand fire?FireDo you understand fire?FireThe wood is warmerOh you walk with meDreamt that I was a real boyI got no stringsBoth with a fair tradeBetween my feetIt was a beautiful songTold them everythingI got no strings