Verse One

Awakened from a dream
Her hands, they shook me with a whisper
A terrified scream reduced into a whimper
Cuz’ something was awry
She urged me to come with her
When my feet hit the floor
We explored, all I remember is the light switch
Which revealed,
the smoke billowing above me
Sight hitched, even-keeled
Until my mind went, silent
Time stood still
My fight-or-flight went, “Fight!” then
iPhone sent me to that 9-1-uno
You know, we’re trained for this
But when the moment when it’s real exists
The shock amplifies each minute and it hangs
Suspense
So many questions cloud a head, it makes it hard for you to act instead
Without a plan we took the kids from their beds
Informed the neighbor, said a prayer, took some valuables out of our lair
Hopped in the Escape and waited patiently, Sirens a blare
Why is this happening?
Father it’s not fair

Chorus

When life goes up in flames (fire, fire)
It’s slow motion
Tomorrow’s a new day (fire, fire)
But you feel broken
And everything could change (fire, fire)
Here’s to hopin’
That everything’s okay (fire, fire)
When you arrive on the other side of the fire

Verse Two

I told my daughter she was safe, and Jensen, now we’re in the clear son
They sat in the rear seat
Thankful that I’m not Jack Pearson
The trucks arrived, the end is near
Somebody tried to tell me there was nothing to fear
But since our physical bodies were safe
I thought of several ways, that I could be afraid like
What does it cost be saved?
It’s almost 1a
Until the next day
No insurance company
Could answer the, “How we gon’ pay?” questions
Which meant no assurance, I need a blessing
Beyond, “at least we’re all alive.” How does my family thrive?
When all belongings, everything we’ve acquired in life
Are subject to be cloaked in smoke, what’s the damage inside?
I saw them open the side door and from the basement
More haze rose, unphased they made their way in
To the stairwell
Take care, well
The smell, seems dangerous to inhale
My home’s a literal hell (man)

Chorus

When life goes up in flames (fire, fire)
It’s slow motion
Tomorrow’s a new day (fire, fire)
But you feel broken
And everything could change (fire, fire)
Here’s to hopin’
That everything’s okay (fire, fire)
When you arrive on the other side of the fire

Verse Three

Looked like the spirit of the Devil of himself
Was being exercised
I’m not an exorcist but seen it with my own eyes
As the black was extracted with fans
Just feet beneath
The very surface where my family stands
And sleeps nightly
The thought rightly
Implored fright, seeing the fight stemmed a helpless, question inducing plight within
Did it ignite, and when
Would everything be regulated to the point where we could move back in?
We’re in a frenzy
Laiden with doubt
I played it over in my head time and time again
Faded it out
I prayed about it,
I’ll get what’s mine
Till then
We made it out
Guess that’s my focus, I’ll see that as a win
I took a walk through it yesterday
I guess the smell of decay
Is damp brick meets freshly burned plastic
Nuff’ to turn spastic, feeling fully defeated
Wasn’t it a fire that burned?
Feels like my freedom