After the fire The fire still burns The heart grows older But never ever learns
The memories smolder And the soul always yearns After the fire The fire still burns!
I heard a voice asking What happens after the fire? And then the sound of a breaking window And the scream of a tire
And then the sound of distant gun And the of a cry of a hungry child
The night is hot But nothing's going to stop This gang running wild
After the fire The fire still burns The heart grows older But never ever learns
The memories smolder And the soul always yearns After the fire The fire still burns!
I saw Matt Dillon in black and white There ain't no color in memories He rode his brother's Harley across the TV While I was laughing at Dom DeLuise Now I'm cycling all my video tapes