Three Fires - Gravenhurst Start a fire in the back of the room Burn the chair where your father sat and stared At the television drones at the white light Flickers softly as the flames swallow up the night Start a fire on the top floor Burn a trail of the foot steps door to door And the father at your bedside feign sleep Till you sleep walk lights out softly Three fires burn cold as gun Empty rounds into the flames in unison Press to flesh Stitch to meat Raie a challenge and then Concede in defeat Start a fire in the attic room All the years heat rising up the bannister Write it up Box it up Tape the lid down Hide it somewhere in the fine-print time-drown All the citizens sleeping on the radio All the citizens dreaming on the radio All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down Three fires burn cold as gun Empty rounds into the flames in unison Press to flesh Stitch to meat Raie a challenge and then Three fires burn cold as gun Empty rounds into the flames in motion Press to flesh Stitch to meat Raise a challenge and then Concede in defeat Start a fire in the back of the room Burn the chair where your father sat and stared At the television drones at the white light Flickers softly as the flames swallow up the night All the citizens sleeping on the radio All the citizens dreaming on the radio All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down All is quiet through the house sound asleep now All is quiet turn the key burn the house down