Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Arson Is Easy

Standing on the edge of my convictions
I'm feeling a new way that I've never before felt.
I've got my hair tied back and my war paint on
And my hands akimbo on my belt

I've got my own voice in my ear
and it just won't quit
'Cause I'm feeling like a pyro, but I want to take the high road
So my decision's split.

Is it weird that I want to tear out all the pages where I wrote about him
and throw them into my fireplace?
Is it weird that I want to light a match and watch it all burned so it's like it never happened and like I never made those mistakes?

I want to rid the world of pen and paper memories
I want to rid my conscience of all the Daniels and Emilys
I want to watch the flames grow higher, and I'll keep all composure
'Cause arson is easier
than closure.

Standing on the edge of morning now
It's the beginning to all of my days
when I see those bridges leading nowhere
and just want to set all of them ablaze

And those roads that remind me of her
Oh, I wish I could
They're just to remind me that I'll never be
as good

So is it weird that I want to burn down the apartments where you two used to live
just so I can clear the image from my mind?
Is it weird that I want to hold your hand as I watch the buildings fall down
so that when the smoke clears we can see that nothing's left behind?

I want to rid the world of brick and mortar memories
I want to rid my conscience of all the Daniels and Emilys
I want to watch the flames grow higher and I'll keep all composure
'Cause arson is easier
than closure

And I know someday you will, yeah
You'll want to set it on fire
'Cause arson is easier
And it makes me not a liar

*take it down*
I want to rid the world of brick and mortar memories
I want to clear it all from my mind
They say forgive and forget; it just hasn't happened yet
I'm gonna give it a try

But arson is easier
Arson is easier
than closure,
than saying goodbye
for the very last time

Sometimes you just gotta let it go

-end-

I don't really condone arson, but there's nothing like a good fire that brings a crackling sound with warmth, light and merriment.

And then ashes.

TWS

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