Fire Fragments

2005.04 / 2005.06.08-11

tried to live with just your memory
caught between too much and not enough
wishing prairie dreams were more home than vacation

and that heat you feel playing up your back
is the fire that I lit
'cause I'm burning all my bridges
but it keeps me warm, it keeps me warm
in the long plush dark where we lie alone

hoarding my sadness to spend at my leisure
friends arriving and friends departing
leading me on to their pleasure

and that shriek you hear rushing in your ears
is the fire that I lit
'cause I'm burning all my money
and it keeps me warm, it keeps me warm
in the long plush dark where we sleep alone