Bright & Early
Filling glasses up with diamonds, stirring where I've been
It's all trigger and effect. Dominoes at their best.
In the end I'm told it taught me everything I know.
That the wreckage left behind, will somehow make me grow.
But why couldn't I have been safe from the start?
Soundly asleep.
The warmth of blankets makes me nervous. I'd rather catch a cold.
Like sparks and matches, blink, you'll miss it, the future's up in smoke.
Though dust has settled, I smell the ashes buried in my clothes.
It's all trigger and effect, I know... Dominoes at their best.
In the end I'm told it taught me everything I know.
When the fire took our home, I lost part of my soul.
From the ground up I'll keep building houses into homes.
If trust is ribbon, then patience ties it in a perfect bow.