Brandi Carlile - The Stranger At My Door lyrics
[Brandi Carlile - The Stranger At My Door lyrics]
I've seen the firewatcher's daughter
Watching fires burn from smoke to black
There's nothing she won't burn
From styrofoam to urns
To someone else's ashes in a sack
You can scorch the metal
You can even melt the glass
You can pass the time here
Fire lives into the past
An all-consuming flame that refines
And new begins
It'll take your family heirlooms
But it can take your darkest sins
It's a good old bedtime story
Give you nightmares till you die
And the ones who love to tell 'em
Hide the mischief in their eyes
Condemn their sons to Hades and Gehenna is
Full of guys alive and well
But there ain't no hell
For a firewatcher's daughter
We exorcize the demons of the
Things we used to know
The gnashing of the teeth become
The remnants of our homes
We think we're moving on
From materials we long
To forget we ever sold our souls to own
There's a chilling absolution that we're
Given at our birth a powerful delusion and a
Plague upon the earth
But nothing scares me more than
The stranger at my door
Who I fail to give shelter, time, and worth
It's a good old bedtime story give
You nightmares till you die
And the ones who love to tell 'em
Hide the mischief in their eyes
Condemn their sons to Hades
Gehenna is full of guys alive and well
But there ain't no hell
For a firewatcher's daughter
Watching fires burn from smoke to black
There's nothing she won't burn
From styrofoam to urns
To someone else's ashes in a sack
You can scorch the metal
You can even melt the glass
You can pass the time here
Fire lives into the past
An all-consuming flame that refines
And new begins
It'll take your family heirlooms
But it can take your darkest sins
It's a good old bedtime story
Give you nightmares till you die
And the ones who love to tell 'em
Hide the mischief in their eyes
Condemn their sons to Hades and Gehenna is
Full of guys alive and well
But there ain't no hell
For a firewatcher's daughter
We exorcize the demons of the
Things we used to know
The gnashing of the teeth become
The remnants of our homes
We think we're moving on
From materials we long
To forget we ever sold our souls to own
There's a chilling absolution that we're
Given at our birth a powerful delusion and a
Plague upon the earth
But nothing scares me more than
The stranger at my door
Who I fail to give shelter, time, and worth
It's a good old bedtime story give
You nightmares till you die
And the ones who love to tell 'em
Hide the mischief in their eyes
Condemn their sons to Hades
Gehenna is full of guys alive and well
But there ain't no hell
For a firewatcher's daughter