Burning
MANDY MOORE, MICHAEL VIOLA
There's something acting on this body
Something goes in when nothing comes out
And someone's acting on this information
But, nothing's registered from this location
From this site that I sense that I am
In asking, "What is burning in my eyes?"
I wanted a language of my own
My lips were sucked empty and I mouthed the lines of this crowd
That surrounds me, punctured and parceled
I fold my hand to this site that I sense that I am
Asking, "What is this burning in my eyes?"