The hungry fire licks the sides of a temple
The destroyers run for their lives
Suburbia lights up like a million fireflies
Clamoring against one another, loving
Being the only light in dark places
Dividing the shadows with beauty
But the time has come for light to drown
The water streams down onto the home
Everything inside is charred and black
The skeleton sags to its foundation
Clutching to the ground for stability
Nothing will be left soon enough
Load-bearing lines will collapse
To the dirt where the home
Will become a part of the earth
Like a decaying body in a tomb
It will slowly detach from itself
To finally be where it began
As everything travels in a circle
It completes the cycle again and again
Moving slow, sometimes fast
Always it has been through the past
Something is born, beauty
It breaks down, destruction
And returns to the earth, death
