Fireflies in a Steel Mill - The Elected

She ran hard and her feet felt nothin'

A giant river twistin' to the top of the hill

And fell down hard, and man, it hurt

And bruised her body on the rocks and the dirt

See, to her this just feels weird

And very, very, very sad

But she won’t cry

She won’t laugh

She’ll come home, baby

If you take it all back

If you take it all back

And it was hard when he told her

Those ideas that never get finished

Well, that’s what we are

We’re like the places you just never see

You’d read about them, you know you’d love 'em

That’s how you fell in love with me

And to him, this just seems weird

And very, very, very sad

But don’t cry

Don’t laugh

Would you come home, baby

If I take it all back?

'Cause I can take it all back

Look out…

And I’ve heard that we can be fulfilled

Like fireflies in a steel mill

We got fresh, pressed linens on the floor

But the landlord’s at the door

Saying, your check’s signed in disappearing ink

Your gold has broken all my teeth

And this past Christmas, the air was too dry

It set fire to the wreath

But we were warm and dry beneath

This is the last time you’ll do this to me

And oh, oh, oh, oh, Emily

You can’t hold your drink

And oh, oh, oh, oh, it has to be

What do you think?

Of this heavy smog warning?

Should we turn our tails and flee?

Or should we just sit tight and breathe deep?