[ti:The Fire]
[ar:Television]
[al:Adventure]
[offset:-100]
[00:27.32]Storms all that summer we lived in the wind, out in some room in the wind,
[00:43.62]Your hands they were folded. You knew no demands.
[00:52.16]My tongue, it clattered like tin,
[01:01.79]My eyes repeat. They take my seat.
[01:10.23]Your eyes they say you resigned from the heat.
[01:17.89]We leaned in the cold, holding our breath, watching the corners turn corners.
[02:05.46]Coins on the table, the cards in the air, the face at the window kept smiling.
[02:21.20]Storms all that winter we stayed locked away.
[02:29.61]Waiting. Watching. Falling.
[02:37.95]End of the street. Horizon retreats.
[02:46.66]You ran with it. I wish I could.
[02:52.53]Sleep is not sleep. My eyes repeat.
[03:01.31]You take the voltage that watches you weep.
[03:09.70]You caught the voice. I listen close.
[03:17.61]All I heard was the echoes.
[05:14.13][05:25.19]Praise emptiness.
[05:16.71]Her rose-colored dress.
[05:20.68]Her circling motions.
[05:29.19]Everything scattered, nothing was missed.
[05:37.45]We took our house in the fire.