Now I Am an Arsonist - Jonathan Coulton, Suzanne Vega

I was just an acrobat, high above the street

Pointing at the ground, the empty sky beneath my feet

The perfect fall, no one could tell at all

That it was killing me

You were just an astronaut, floating on a spark

Tearing up the atmosphere, burning down the dark

As you fell in, the heat against your skin

'Till it got too bright to see

Far away, I hear the things they say about me

Even though they know you had to go without me

Now you are an architect, setting up the scene

Everyone is with you and you’re all waiting for me

You check the net, but you haven’t caught me yet

They’re not quite done with me

Now I am an arsonist, seven miles high

Burning through the air I breathe, thunder in the sky

My engine sings as it melts this pair of wings

That only I can see

Touch the sun, my eyes wide open, unbelieving

Catch a breath, the only one who’s left is leaving

Now I am an arsonist