Braid Fire Makes The House Grow
choked up and stupid
I juggled jokes
And tripped on your toes
thought you laughed
at a longshot
lined in rows of roses
ten seconds
and a glance
are yours
in the glass
I pour slow
Hey honey hold me
(I'm a baby
slow and steady
I'm an immobile mobile)
I've found a new way
to manipulate fire
fire
it makes the house grow
Hey honey hold me
(I'm a baby)
