Comments about Seth Proch
Ashes of your love rain down from the skies,
so I keep my head down so they won't sting my eyes,
The smoke envelopes me, but the flames drive me out.
The tar fills my lungs as my heart fills with doubt.
You are a living effigy, burning bright for me,
but that self sacrifice just isn't my scene.
I'm sorry for you cause I can't return the favor,
it's sad but it's true cause I can't return those feelings,