Borrowed Flame

Standing on an open-mic stage

Plugging in a loose guitar lead

You're in the front row,

turning a page To a

history we no longer need

You smile for the frame,

keeping it clean

Flicking a borrowed lighter in the dark (yeah) Waiting for a spark

that isn't coming back

And you smile for the story but you mean none of it!

Yeah, you wave from the crowd like you're proud of it!

Just a prop

in the frame of a missed-out chance

As the guitar drives us into the dance!

Loose cable crackles under my shoe

Another song dedicated to the blue

You look away

when the spotlight hits

Smiling at the camera in fits

Just a borrowed lighter (burning out)

Just a missed-out chance (fading now)