Homemade Candles
I'm sorry about all the fires
When I was worried about your health
When I was seeing those colors
And you opened up on yourself
You told me of the hotel
While I stared at books on a shelf
There is something about homemade candles
And the truth that they shall spout
The truth is out in the water
And we're safely in the house
His canoe was in the distance
Except we are just on a couch
With close friends all around us
We shouldn't worry about ourselves
There is something about homemade candles
And the truth the flame shall spout
And the wick is in the water
Was he all by himself
Venture out into the backyard
Light fires ourselves
With the Wiigwaas all around us
Well, we could be ourselves
Or go inside, put on a record
Drift into the couch
Writer/s: Adam Sturgeon, Andrew Lennox, Eric Lourenco, Joe Thorner, Kirsten Kurvink Palm
