When the
fever
rages
and the words
and the letters melt
off the
pages
and the chills
and the fire
consume my
body
and I’m not
sure I’ll ever
feel newly
healthy
I stop
But nothing else stops
And the world rolls on
til the fever’s gone
When the
fever
rages
and the words
and the letters melt
off the
pages
and the chills
and the fire
consume my
body
and I’m not
sure I’ll ever
feel newly
healthy
I stop
But nothing else stops
And the world rolls on
til the fever’s gone