Lyrics

I was thinking about this life and the way we complicate it. We seek control, and we fight, but can’t figure out how to mitigate it. Lord don’t leave me; not when the fire’s raging. I was ruminating about the gunshots; in my home and just breathing. How on earth do we start healing when we’re staring at the ceiling? Lord don’t leave me; not when the fire’s raging. Sometimes feeling damned and somehow forgiven. Don’t know who to trust. Feel so unprepared (with) a list of things gone wrong, a list that’s got so long, and the thoughts and prayers ain't getting nowhere. I was waiting on religion, staring at the news, and not believing. Might be blamed on infatuation, but whatever it is, it is cruel. Lord don’t leave me; not when the fire’s raging. Lord don’t leave me; not when the fire’s raging.