Forest Fire
There's a fire in the forest, it's all burning down,
There's a fury in the chorus, it's a lovely sound,
Pain, sorrow, anger, oh, it's coming out,
Cabin in the flames, couldn't hear them shout.
And the smoke, the smoke covers the sky,
Burning higher as our story cries,
The pages ripped and burning in the draft,
All the words turn to ash, down to the very last.
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