When the wind picked up And the fire spread And the grapevines seemed left for dead And the northern sky, like the end of day The end of days
A wake up call to a rancid room Sounded like an alarm of impending doom To warn us it’s only a matter of time Before we all burn
I brought some wine and some paper cups Near your daughter’s school when we picked her up And drove to the cemetery on a hill On a hill
And we watched the plumes make the sky gray And she laughed and dance through the field of grays There I knew it would be alright That everything would be alright Would be alright Would be alright Would be alright
And the news reports on the radio Said it was getting worse Cause the ocean air found the flame But I couldn’t think there was anywhere i would have rather been To watch it all burn away To burn away
The firemen worked in double shifts, With prayers of rain on their lips And they knew it was only a matter of time