The Fire That Burns 

The hills are on fire
Smoke in the valley
Waiting for rain
To put out the flame
Sun rise is red
Where lies your head
Realize there's no control
When the wind blows

you're up and gone
Like a wild fire
You're a wild flower
With a birds desire
Truth be told
You've been a liar
Waiting on a way
To take you higher
You Let life live
And let love inspire

Ash falls from heaven
The ground Snow White
It will come and go
Let the wind blow
Moon shine on the lake 
Who finds their mistake
Soon mine will be clear
Grey as the atmosphere 

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