Things we lost in the fire

Things we lost to the flames
Things we'll never see again
All that we've amassed
Sits before us,
shattered into ash

We sat and made a list
Of all the things that we had
Down the backs of table tops
Ticket stubs and your diaries

I read them all one day
When loneliness came and you were away
Oh they told me nothing new,
But I love to read the words you used

These are the things, the things we lost