Burned Out In A Jar

At midnight my house is ablaze

I feel the heat on my hands and face

In the background of the pictures, my fingers in the fixture

It's time to stop running and race

Damn it all, I am just sad

Everything's staying as fucked up

Because all that I used to have

Burned out in jar like a lightning bug

"Home" is a tight-wire show

Lucky for me my feet don't grow

I live with hyenas who take me back eons

When we used to stay up and see the sun, say hello

Damn it all, I am just sad

Everything's staying as fucked up

Because all that I used to have

Burned out in jar like a lightning bug

I miss the times in streets where we never got tired

Laying down in the grass by the empty camp fire

Like spies on the roof as we'd watch stars expire

But the image is a million years old

Damn it all, I am just sad

Everything's staying as fucked up

Because all that I used to have

Burned out in jar like a lightning bug