Got to leave it where I found it.
No one here can know.
Shouldn't touch it or surround it.
Got to let it go.

Fingers clear and hands away,
in pockets, where I need them.
In safer places, I should play,
and warnings - I should heed them.

Fastened up for this new leg,
the smoke carries my form.
I'm absorbed when words are said,
and that became the norm.

Mellow, glowing, amber lamp
sets the night aflame.
I am not here to meet this fate;
That is not why I came.

Passed along like something green,
until I reach the end.
See me through and hear me out,
and don't you dare pretend.

I am fire and you are wood.
Just keep that in your knowing.
I stand here to light you up,
but your fuel keeps me going.