Start the Fire

Start The Fire

Start The Fire

He thought he was a ghost

Undiagnosed

Caught inside the blur

Here but never home

He did everything to coexist

Limb by limb, bit by bit

He didn’t lose the plot

The plot lost him

Now he’s crossed the wire

Broken by design

Out of order

Out of order

Now he’s crossed the wire

Lights the fuse, to start the fire

Out of order

Out of order

Out of order

Through the mirror of his eyes

He sees the world in black and white

He thinks it’s all so clear

But it’s a trick of the light

He’ll thrash against the tide

Obliged to disobey

Will no longer be denied

He’s a levy about to break

Now he’s crossed the wire

Broken by design

Out of order

Out of order

Now he’s crossed the wire

Lights the fuse, to start the fire

Out of order

Out of order

Lights are off

And all the exits are closed

He’s become the thing he fears the most

And someone else is always there

To wear the blame

Start The Fire

Start The Fire

Now he’s crossed the wire

Broken by design

Out of order

Out of order

Now he’s crossed the wire

Lights the fuse

Start the fire

Start the fire