Lost in the Fire

[Intro]
Mecca
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
The things we lost in the fire
You and I
Lost in the fire
You and I
The things we lost in the fire
Is you and I
The things we lost in the fire
You and I
Lost in the fire
You and I
The things we lost in the fire
Is you and I

[Verse 1]
Look
I'm searching through books, bells, hooks, nooks, and crannies
Looking for family but there’s nothing left to save
I'm picking up sheets, sinks, geysers, rinse, and repeat
I'm looking for pieces of us but to no avail
I’m tearing down wall, paper, frames, tables, trays
I'm just praying what we gave is in the remains
I'm flipping through brooms, dishes, and spoons
Kitchen and rooms
Looking for you in the ruins
But you've gone away
You're the most beautiful eulogy God has ever made
At heavens funeral, lose my cool and beg you to stay
I never knew what to do
When you was in retrograde
I knew to shoot for the moon
But do you remember
We wax and we wane
We action the rain
We ask for a break
Relapse and we back in the saddle
Oh we rats in a maze
Knees black from the praying
We happen again
These patterns the same mistakes
I'm in actual pain

[Chorus]
The things we lost in the fire
You and I
Lost in the fire
You and I
The things we lost in the fire
Is you and I
The things we lost in the fire
You and I
Lost in the fire
You and I
The things we lost in the fire
Is you and I

[Verse 2]
Look
I'll wait till Venus returns
I've seen the healing it hurts
No remedy for the burns
The memories in the urn
Stay on repeat till we learn
As far as feelings concerned
I shove them deep in the earth
I come with secrets
I’m weak and I tend to speak out of turn
But the love I seek in the furnace
Made me believe in the Word
So I’m on my knees in the dirt
'Cause I really need it to work
So I’m lifting TV's and curtains
To get a peak of it
Even if I'm just breathing in murk
'Cause at least I’m feeling again
Even though my feeble attempts
Could be the means to an end
I could never really connect
It was always freedom I sought
It was only me in my thoughts
So for every piece of remorse
I'll stick the keys in the door
I'll be here cleaning my feet in debris
I've been here before
So many seasons ago so much of me in the smoke
So many egos involved
The disagreements in turn
So many heated exchanges
Maybe it needed to burn