HOUSE FIRE
When I was young
I looked to the future
Everything else
was just a house on fire
Now everybody knows
Which way the winds blow
Does anybody know
Which way they die?
How long were the summers?
How deep was the cut?
Just how wild is the river?
I've only seen it from above
Now I'm old
And I feel like the winter
Colder than the city at night
Everything I touch
Is a room on fire
Even Midas
Never had such luck
When I was young
I held to my mother
Everyone else
Was just a house on fire
Well just because you think it's over
Does anybody know
How hard I tried?
Does anybody know how hard I tried?
