The Things We Lost In The Fire - Bastille
I'm in love with this song. I like a lot of songs, but only a few ignite some kind of spark the first time I listen to them. This one, of course, ignited a spark. I feel related to the song, not to the lyrics, but to the music. A weird concept, one I can't quite yet grab nor understand, but that's the way I feel with this song.
I was the match and you were the rock
Maybe we started this fire
We sat apart and watched
All we had burned on the pyre
(You said) we were born with nothing
And we sure as hell have nothing now
(You said) we were born with nothing
And we sure as hell have nothing now
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire