The Arsonist - Jordan Reyne

We met on the street when our building burned down

and we talked about what we’d have saved if the chance hadn’t gone.

Gone gone.

You said other things might come along.

It was cheap movie night when you gave me your hand

and you told me you thought I was the one.

You were thirtyone, and it sounded like a line,

but I went back to your place and stayed until one.

Heaven heaven heaven.

But the stars didn’t fall from the sky and the earth didn’t sway.

Heaven heaven heaven.

Is what you think you’ve seen once cos you know

that it’s not going to stay.

And if nice guys finish last, then you could have done well

but no fiction is as strange as the truth

and the truth was a shame.

Hold on — let’s try this again just to make sure we didn’t miss out;

that we don’t have to be alone.

Heaven heaven heaven.

But the earth didn’t sway and the stars didn’t fall from the sky.

Heaven heaven heaven.

If you’d been Romeo, well then I’d just be expected to die.

Heaven, heaven

Is a sorry excuse for the fact that we’re made to be burned

heaven heaven.

I’m so sorry my friend, this turns out to be your turn.

Well you know what it’s like, when the fire burns hot

and it’s beauty resides in a heat

that you know will be gone.

Gone gone.

And there’s nothing to do when it has, you just have to move on.

But the trick of the eye is that one of you stays

and stared into flames that you think are still there

but they’re not.

Cos they’re gone.

Though their power to burn, is as if they’d have swallowed the sun.

Heaven heaven heaven.

But the earth didn’t sway and the stars didn’t fall from the sky.

Heaven heaven heaven.

If you’d been Romeo, well then I’d just be expected to die.

Heaven, heaven

Is a sorry excuse for the fact that we’re made to be burned

heaven heaven.

I’m so sorry my friend, this turns out to be your turn.