Home Is a Fire
Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla
Sleep
Sleep with the lights on
Shutter with shades drawn
There's too many windows
Noise, cars on the freeway
Tempting a clean break
There's nowhere left to go
Watching the roots weave
Through cracks in the concrete
Plates, they will shift
Houses will shake
Fences will drift
We will awake
Only to find
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Home, home is a fire
A burning reminder
Of where we belong, oh
With walls built up around us
The bricks make me nervous
They're only so strong, though
They're only so strong, though
Plates, they will shift
Houses will shake
Fences will drift
We will awake
Only to find
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
As yesterday
As yesterday