Bag of flash and thyme

I know how it feels when you're here puts the heat in the air when you're near but I will never know whats going on below skin, bones and hair I'd fall from a tree for a smile hit myself and still hurt for a smile but I will never find the bag of flash and thyme shine me the stairs I dig through the soil and the shields and the softness of gold turns to steel I drink too long and wet my tongue 'cause I have done you wrong...dead wrong I talk to the fish on the floor see my new found friend never gets bored my favorite place of all is the closet in the hall here noone calls see, I dig through the soil and the shields....