Wake to this Choking thoughts have blossomed flames Wake to this A paper city falling, charred and grey I can’t keep staring at the sky I can’t keep staring at the sky Close my eyes, but I see the spark from inside It’s the way I dream you Between the hills on fire and wish for rain It’s the way I dream you
Smoke signals rise Is there any help in sight? I’ll watch for signs That the fire’s growing dim And new life can begin
