My House Is On Fire - Julie's Haircut

This is a warning:

a dead cat is crossing.

NobodyЂ™s talkinЂ™.

They hang out in silence.

IЂ™m out in the cold now,

wearing no clothes,

the sun is just risinЂ™

a strange kind of dawning.

IЂ™m feelinЂ™ so heavy

to watch you go deeper

as youЂ™re goinЂ™ under

down in the basement

while everythingЂ™s fallinЂ™

with buildings and bridges,

things fallinЂ™ apart now,

but no second cominЂ™.

The heat that sorrounds me,

a woman is shouting,

sheЂ™s wearing a raincoat,

a confortable toilet.

ItЂ™s all about the omen,

a well planned project

in businessman suitcase

conspiracyЂ™s drifting

IЂ™m wandering outside

a cold brand new morning

the firemanЂ™s secret

a wife and a daughter

Well it made me think now

of untoldable dreaming

my house is on fire

and youЂ™re in the middle.