Living In An Abandoned Firehouse With You
The Magnetic Fields · The Wayward Bus [1991]
Like a plastic baby in a Faberge egg
I saw you today at the Cafe Blase
And thought of the nights when we had fire fights
Nameless seaside ghost town, that's where I go when I see the moon
Living in an abandoned firehouse with you
You're in your own little head in a field of sunflowers
And there's blood in your mouth and there's rats all over town
Take me out to the beach and I'll tell you my secret name
Take me under the sea and we'll derail the trains
Let's run away into the caves
I still love you, I still love you baby
You're in your own little box with ribbons in your hair
and there's dust in your mouth and worms in the air
Hideous city of unknown words that's where I live when I go to sleep
In an abandoned firehouse with you
Take me out to the beach and I'll tell you my secret name
Take me under the sea and we'll derail the trains
Let's run away into the caves
I still love you, I still love you baby
Living In An Abandoned Firehouse With You
The Magnetic Fields' 1991 recording 'Living In An Abandoned Firehouse With You' stands as a quintessential example of their unique blend of indie rock and electronic experimentation. Released on the album The Wayward Bus, the track exemplifies the band's signature sound, characterized by a fusion of guitar-driven melodies with synthesized textures and a distinct, often unsettling vocal delivery. The song captures the band's tendency to explore surreal, dreamlike atmospheres that have defined their career since the early 1990s. It reflects the era's shift toward lo-fi aesthetics and the group's refusal to conform to traditional rock structures, instead crafting a soundscape that feels both intimate and detached. As a key piece in their discography, it remains a defining work of the indie rock landscape, showcasing their ability to transform mundane imagery into hauntingly beautiful musical experiences.