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