The Fire Sermon
Today's the anniversary of the day
That you should have been born
Nobody ever taught me healthy habits
Or how to mourn, standing by the ocean
I have waded with your ashes scattering
I'm throwing salt into the sea
The burden of your death like a boulder on my chest
A blanket keeping me
Just warm enough to stay alive, but still suffering
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
The birds still sing in the cemetery
The flowers still bloom
How do I bury someone that I never even got to know?
And I will circle myself in the salt then burn incense
To preserve this sense of fleeting innocence (whoa oh oh)
'Cause I just want my mental health to be my greatest wealth
I don't ever want to be this low again
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
I try so hard to not be aware
That everyone I love can disappear
I hear footsteps in the night
I swear, I see your face (I see your face)
I clutch the clothes that we bought for you
That you'll never wear
Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
