Arson At 563 - Crime In Stereo

I guess it wasn’t as bad as it sounds

We wore the embers like a crown

As a reminder to remember

Things don’t heat up until the sun goes down

From between the heat of passing cars

Well things got ugly from the start

We saved some money from some crimes

And use it all to tattoo the scars

Let the story dilate

Mike stayed forty miles away

Things weren’t getting any better at his place

Over bail bonds and broken pores

With solemn hearts and solid boards

Traversed the stairs to fade the memories

Closed it up and locked the doors

So close but still haloed to crash the calm

It’s only one night so what’s the harm?

This apartment is no more haven than home

Let’s flood the floors

Come tomorrow we’ll all be gone

I always dreamed but never would’ve thought

That five of us sifting through the ash

Would be the end result of too great a cost

We placed the call to Nashville to him

Cincinnati burned us down

The more I say these things out loud

The more the words just twist around

So slowly find it strange

Young men with principles have a way of accumulating debts with ages

Replace the fiction while the story ignites the scene

We’re thinking it’s too much to ask for

While the flames ignite the dream

We’re sinking and they’re beginning to jettison the hopeful

I fear it’s what I hoped for

I willed it and if so

It’s from real

And it’s my ship to sink with

It could be the drain of summer heat

Fourth of July or enemies

Bad wiring, bad timing

It could be the weight of gravity

It could be a story that no one will ever believe

It could be a million things but please

Right now we only need a place to sleep

So close but still haloed to crash the calm

It’s only one night so what’s the harm

Come sunrise those drinks won’t keep you warm

It’s up to you I could be here I could be gone

Things don’t heat up until the sun goes down