Burning Walls

The

porch light flickers in a sheet of rain

I taste

the smoke before I know your name (ahhhh)

Neighbors in the hallway counting steps

A radio says stay calm,

hold your breath

Your window is a candle in the dark

And I keep calling,

tearing at my heart (ooh)

The stairwell fills up fast,

I lose the air

I see your coat still hanging on the chair

If I could trade my lungs to pull you through

I swear I would,

I swear I would (ahhhh)

This is a house that could catch fire

And someone didn’t make it out

I keep hearing your name in the wires When the power cuts

out

Hold on,

hold on

Don’t go,

don’t go (oh-oh) (oh-oh) (ahhhh)

They paint the doors with numbers,

red and plain

The morning comes like guilt,

not like relief

I walk past all the soot upon the glass Still hoping you

were late, not gone for good (mmm-mmm)

If you’re somewhere I can’t reach

Leave a sign in the steam on my sleeve

I’ll keep a room in me lit

Even if it hurts to breathe (ahhhh)

This is a house that could catch fire

And someone didn’t make it out I keep hearing your name in

the wires When the power cuts out

Hold on, hold on

Don’t go, don’t go I’m still here at the doorway Calling you

out loud (oh-oh) (oh-oh) (ahhhh)