Chris Haise Band - Like Fire Would Lyrics

The notes are coming at me at right angles
At odds to all the walls I ever built
I consume what I touch like fire would
And I'll be returned to ash and dust and silt
Tell me what you're doing with your free time
I can't seem to count up all my minutes
I stretch and press and test everybody's patience
Until I wind up at the edges of everyone's limits
You ain't gotta tell me
How keepsakes make good kindling
I've burned right through the past a thousand times
I don't mind criticism
When I'm the one to give it
But I hate it when it's my ass on the line
The songs run in the background
Far from this tiny stage we set
Soon they'll be turning off the marquee
And we'll see just how dark it really gets
You ain't gotta tell me
How keepsakes make good kindling
I've burned right through the past a thousand times
I don't mind criticism
When I'm the one to give it
But I hate it when it's my ass on the line