I built a chapel out of a comment thread
Where every stranger keeps a God in his head
We break the world like bread and pass it round
Three in the morning is the holiest sound
There's a landlord living in my skull
Charging me a rent I can't pay in full
White lines drawn like fences through my chest
I keep on buying quiet, I keep selling rest
Oh, I wonder why
The good's so hard to find
It's buried in the dark
But I'm still a spark
Still a spark
Dig me out, dig me out
Light me up, burn it down
Take me home again
Somewhere safe, somewhere I've been
Take me home again
The first one is a match, the second is the rain
I set myself on fire to put out the pain
Two suns rose and burned out on my floor
And I never even walked up to the door
There's a choir in here I cannot tune
Saying my name in an empty room
Paranoia wears my mother's voice
Says every cage I'm in was once a choice
Oh, I wonder why
The good's so hard to find
It's buried in the dark
But I'm still a spark
Still a spark
Dig me out, dig me out
Light me up, burn it down
Take me home again
Somewhere safe, somewhere I've been
Take me home again
Morning is an honest kind of thief
Takes the crowd and leaves me with the grief
Shows me there was no one on the line
The enemy was always only mine
(Only ever mine)
Oh, I wonder why
But I'm done asking why
I crawled out of the dark
'Cause I was always a spark
Always a spark
Dug myself out, dug myself out
Lit myself up, burned it down
Walked myself home again
Somewhere safe, somewhere I've been
I took me home again
Still a spark
Still a spark (I was always a spark)
Still a spark