The Fire

There’s a smell in the air that don’t leave your clothes

Thoughts running through my head that I can’t control

We stood in the silence, nothing left to say

Watching memories start to fade

I held my breath as my world crumbled down

Hoping there’d be something left when the fire burned out

But the fire took the house

And the fire took the proof

Of everything we built of all we’ve been through

Yeah the smoke filled the sky

But when the dust had settled

There was something lying in the ash

Your Word was the one thing

That the fire couldn’t have

I found it where the hallway fell

Half-buried underneath the smell

Blackened edges, broken spine

I wiped the cover, read one line

I can’t quote the verse today

Just know it met me in that place

’cause the fire took the house

And the fire took the proof

Of everything we built of all we’ve been through

Yeah the smoke filled the sky

But when the dust had settled

There was something lying in the ash

Your Word was the one thing

That the fire couldn’t have

Ashes on our knees, tears on the ground

Faith feels fragile, but it ain’t burned down

Yeah the fire took the house

But it didn’t take the truth

Didn’t take the cross

Didn’t take the proof

That You’re still God in the middle of loss

Still writing stories from the ash

Your Word was the one thing

That the fire couldn’t have