storyteller Pete Silas
"House on Fire" is a baroque-rock effort about coming from a place that you never leave behind. I tried to capture the tension between ambition and failure by using Bach's invention of counterpoint melody in a rock song. [scroll down for lyrics]

House on Fire

Memories clear as yesterday
Black and orange on a sky burned grey
Masterpiece on the walls of mind
A tragic work that goes unsigned

I try to forget but I am obsessed
Stuck and stalled on a dead end quest
Flames form a riddle with no solution
Smoke filled my future with pollution

Chorus

Black cloud rising from a sacrifice
Lives are blown on a roll of the dice
We all thought that we escaped alive
But from a house on fire no one survives

Now I ponder the spark of the blaze
That leaves me wandering in a daze
Where do I place the blame?
Who do I name as father of the Flame?

Go out looking for philistines
Find a whole fucking city full of mean
Rigor mortis fist is a side effect
Living in a land with life defects

Chorus

Was it arson or wildfire
An inside job or was it conspired
For us to drag the flames from the porch
Our spirits combusted like a torch

Now we’re burned and we are charred
Dialectic moans I know we were scarred
We thought we escaped alive at most
Only I can see that we’re just ghosts

Chorus

Flames so hot they make me cold
Never was young, never be old
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I’m still inside of the House On Fire

I cannot laugh, I cannot cry
Too old to live to young to die
All the years, the gasoline tears haven’t stopped
The House on Fire

I’m burnin’ I’m burnin, I’m burnin
The House on Fire

I’m burnin’ down the road, I’m burnin’
The House on Fire

I don’t wanna just survive
Just to keep being burned up alive