kevin dickerson - tinderbox lyrics
for whatever reason last night i woke up unsettled at five am
dimmed the screen on my phone and read the headlines coming in
a “warehouse” fire in fruitvale, the deadliest in america in a decade
the ghost ship was a fiery cage as it went down in flames
first nine then ten, twenty_four, and now thirty_six confirmed inside
the search was ongoing sat_rday night, the body count was rising
they don’t suspect arson, said the fire chiеf
and it’s not a crime scene, said thе opd
there are friends and relatives pouring over building code regulations
trying to find meaning, searching for explanations
if you’ve never lost a loved one, if you’ve never paid for a burial or cremation
there’s a clock that’s ticking, while you cl!ck on facebook invitations
the east bay arts and music scene influencers with party outfits and color_streaked hair
were looking for cheap freedom and just wanted to dance in a building that didn’t have sprinklers or stairs
youth… the disenfranchised… paid a promoter looking for a good percentage of the door
to get into a fire trap cooler than uptown’s “expensive,” “pretentious,” “unaffordable”
“why do you americans build your houses out of matchsticks?”
my british roommate asked in 2003, jokingly
i said you have a point and we laughed and we talked about how much we both loved david bowie
i drove to santa cruz to the play it again sports parking lot
to pick up an old amplifier that i bought
this dusty amplifier’s almost three times older than some of the victims and it’s just an object
and at a stop light i almost cried thinking of the burning ghost ship
i visited the burn ward at a hospital in anchorage
and i saw third_degree domestic violence burn victims completely covered in sickly pink_and_white bandages
it was a scare tactic after getting busted for drinking half a beer in my dorm room
i was breathalyzed by my future landlord and i was twenty_two when i got to the courtroom
and i could tell the nurse was like, “you’re doing fine”
but i remember that experience and i know there are scars that will never heal on the inside
i just recorded a song about a friend’s suicide and another about a fatal traffic accident
even if the flames and smoke didn’t touch them, everyone in the city i love, oakland, will remain traumatized by this preventable event
my heart goes out to the victims
my heart goes out to the families of those affected
my heart goes out to the crew who saw the devastation
my heart goes out to those who suffered from the indifference of that fire
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