I remember that dance. On the roof of my car. When St. Lucy's mad torch. Took away our best bar. Say we drank. And we prayed. Some just sat like a choir. Came the smoke. In the night. Came the heat. Came the fire. Ember glow lagered ash. I was pissed as a fart. Stricken some dumb plum numb. We was broken at heart. Say we drank. And we prayed. Some just sat like a choir. Came the smoke. In the night. Came the light. Came the fire