Burn candle burn give us some light
Deft little flickers are such a delight
Turn up the flame burn with desire
Let us all feel your pulsating fire
Watching your flame glow orange and red
Putting my hands up to your head
Basking in your warmth and heartening glow
As the crowd and the masses they cheer below
Burning with passion your light is aglow
The wisdom and energy it doeth bestow
Turn down the flame, its far too hot
We do not wish to exhaust you not
To have no warmth would make us cold
Without your fire what would be told
No more interest no more desire
Just a cold dark dank spent, funeral pyre
