You Stayed / To Live

In 2016 we stole a couch from an abandoned post office and set it ablaze At late I watch videos of that day and make play you stayed Garda drove by 3 times but never stopped at the sight as we carried that couch over head height in the night Left it in a field to burn tomorrow or the next day in arts name Film the flames as they dance and sway Repeat on film the makeup of our estates And like it always would we returned two days after to charred wood on the couch that had already been burned As I pen this fire tears through a car parked right outside my window I push outside to the bright heat Sparks litter the street And to me I just want to text you a photo and say this looks just like that Mount Kimbie video we always watched Nothing is real and you're not here Vacuous flames just tease How can this bring us to our knees? Why do I think to stand again with you in front of an inferno and gaze could bring ease? Answer my call Make these flames dance for me In 2008 we had a band called Plagues Me, You, and the two Robbie's would play for days during breaks And then sit around me Ma's place on Myspace Pasta for dinner, as we filled the plates One of us got some idea Thought it'd be great to set a t-shirt ablaze inside our wooden shed and instead learned our mistakes with great haste And I blasted the kip with the spray of a fire extinguisher, til the sound of flames made way for the weight of "what the are we doing? Fuck sake." The place looking white as Christmas day but this time in mid May We left that kip in some state And like some cruel twist of fate The loved memory of stopping flames would make way for the welcome chase of the same Later down the line on a new date As we would lift that couch over the motorway and into our estate It too to see the flames we never grew out of, just reshaped Fresh with a new weight Some things from our teenage days never changed As we'd burn to do something great As we laid that couch down in the backfields and then made ourselves away Fire walk with me I'd hear you say I have a love And it never fades I have a love full of flames that rage I have a love that never turns And I have a love that burns I have a love And it never fades I have a love full of flames that rage I have a love that never turns And I have a love that burns I think you may all have heard of our poet At the very start, hands on each other Great at the very start, hands on each other Great at the very start, hands on each other Great at the very start, hands on each other