I heard the alarm burst last night Put me in the driveway, the smoke in the sky Veiled the moon and flames ripped the roof House down, house down
I sat on the sidewalk, barefoot with crisp hair Heard sirens scream and babies scared Crying for holy water and the dormant gods Heaven down, heaven down
They told me I would be safe If I stayed put where I was laid I scorned these streets and scorched the people Who marched through puddles unafraid
I am the candle who’s met its match Stripped down to the wick and molten wax Smell the charred roses and barbequed grass Woman down, woman down
I see red and feel the sting Sparks dancing on my fingertips Pinching them shut, they turn to ash I refuse to burn this city down.
Even the most beautiful places can look grim when seen through a pair of resenting eyes.