The Songless Circus

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You Were A House On Fire

and you were a house on fire, and I couldn’t understand why 
burn me all down to the ground, you said, the fire is on the inside 
flames dancing like ghosts, behind the windows 
pain jumping from the walls 
you want to keep this private, I can see that 
but you can’t ask that of me, we’ve only just met 
I said we need hope now more than ever before, do you believe it? 
the answer was silence…..I took it as a no 
we all want to be normal anyways 
we all want to be somewhere else than where we live 
but that’s not reality, it’s just point of view 
let’s not talk about the weather 
and whether or not there’s really rain the clouds 
unless you want to know if I feel the same as you 
it’s more measuring up than just wasting time 
but time is not on our side, you’re burning 
rain would only be a temporary fix 
and there’s just no place right now for cute ironies

(via katieseymour)