This is a Fire Door Never Leave Open(Live) - The Weakerthans

This is a Fire Door Never Leave Open (Live) - The Weakerthans
Headlights race towards
The corner of the dining room
And half illuminate a face
Before they disappear
You breathe in forty years
Of failing to describe a feeling
I breathe out smoke against the window
Trace the letters in your name
Our letters sound the same
Full of all our changing
That isn't change at all
All straight lines circle sometime
You said somewhere there's a box
Full of replacement parts to
All the tenderness we've broken or let rust away
Somewhere sympathy is more
Than just a way of leaving
Somewhere someone says I'm sorry
Someone's making plans to stay
So tell me it's okay
Tell me anything or
Show me there's a pull
Unassailable
That will lead you there from the dark alone
To benevolence that you've never known
Or you knew when you were four and can't remember
Where a small knife tears out those sloppy seams
And the silence knows what your silence means
And your metaphors as mixed as you can make them
Are linked like days together
I still hear trains at night when the wind is right
I remember everything lick and thread this string
That will never mend you or tailor more
Than a memory of a kitchen floor
Or the fire-door that we kept propping open
And I love this place the enormous sky
And the faces hands that I'm haunted by
So why can't I forgive these buildings
These frameworks labeled home
Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room
And half illuminate a face before they disappear