I remember you were afflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power for only self-interest
Self-Interest that turned into a deep obsession
I found myself blissfully unaware in my matchstick mansion
I didn’t know I was about to combust
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I ran from the answers
To chase the spark I hadn’t felt in so long
But that didn’t stop the turn of consequence
Going back and forth looking at the bridges I’ve burned
Or maybe who the author of this fire was
And while that home we had built was burning around me
I ignored all of them
Embracing a cycle of self-sabotage and greed
It made me want to run back into that burning home that I had built
Unable to see the fire was my own creation
Just because the next house you build doesn’t feel like that home
Doesn’t mean it can’t become your home
Hoping for warmth from the ashes doesn’t mean that warmth is denied to us
If I may welcome you, make yourself at home by the fire
But shit I don’t know
I’m no betting man
Maybe I’m just another neighbor.
