Amy's gone. And time rolls on. How far? how fast? how long?. The last time we saw Amy. She was headed for the shore. Fighting off the volatile gray skies. She said now begins forever. And that no one knows their time. We bid farewell not knowing. That might be our last good-bye. Amy was a fighter. She cut like Casius Clay. She burned like a fire. Despite these rains. Where time was a question. She only knew one song:. She's singing "how far how fast how. long?". Salvation is a fire. In the midnight of the soul. It lights up like a can of gasoline. Yeah she's a freedom fighter. She's a stand up kind of girl. She's out to start a fire. In a bar code plastic world. When everything stops moving. And I stop to catch my breath. And ride my train of thought. All the way round. My thoughts return to Amy. And the fire she's begun. She came when we were freezing. And left us burning up.