Monk Parker - The Great Fires Тексты

How the spark loves the tinder
How the fuel the spark
How the night longs to not be so dark

Such a lovely fire
Such a pretty light
All the things that we burned sure burned bright

the great fires
leave nothing
but the endless skies
all blue & no green
& the strangest dreams

Sure it all fades to black & grey
Sure it all banks to coals
Still the great fires are only sleeping you know

the great fires
leave nothing
but the endless skies

all blue & no green
all blue & no green
& the strangest dreams