first ones to die

we’re the first ones to live
burnin bright in a world
of dim and muted colors
we’ve danced on power lines
tasted light from heaven
in summer storms
to wake lost and cold
in winter’s gutters
our bones heavy with fire and lead
we soar higher
sink deeper
always first in line
to find the poison in the air
empty bottles litter our path
breadcrumbs leadin nowhere
the universe’s favorite lab rats
white coats take note
tablet filled bottles of temporary grace
tryin to stop us from catchin fire
we wake on the edge of existence
to paint masterpieces with our own blood
only to burn them down
before the sun sets…
dancin next to our own flames
we’re the first ones to fly
the first ones to die…