Bigger Fire
My father's faith was an old ship's kicker
And I saw it unravel and break like twine
We tried to melt the ends together
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a bigger knife
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a better lie
So I stood at the top of every shivering height
Waving my cursewords and swords at the sky
Nobody heard and if they did they didn't mind
Now my stars shine like dirty city lights
If we meet Gabriel, we'll set the channels alight
If we meet Azriel, we'll pray for help in the night
If we meet the authority, slip me my knife
And then we'll see if everyone dies
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a bigger knife
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a better lie
I wish, I wish it was true
That someone came when you prayed and called
That this big old world didn't feel so small
AThat they went anywhere anywhere at all
But if it's true then it's all his fault
I won't have anyone do that to the one I love
So I'm breaking the wings on all my doves
And I'm praying, I'm praying for blood
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a bigger knife
Sometimes you need a bigger fire
Sometimes you need a better lie
I remember the night of her stroke
Dad listening to Leonard Cohen on repeat
He smiled as if someone made a bad joke
And said "My god, my god, my god's a cruel one indeed"
Writer/s: Four in the Morning