Fire on the Hill... | |
And there's a fire in
the skies 40 miles away and I have ashes in my eyes While all the flames are drawing near Within hours I will face my biggest fear. While our town is turning black We all worry for the resource that we lack And as the sky is growing dark Hard to believe this all started with a spark. Two hundred thousand acres now Many homes are lost, and we can't imagine how Though we're fighting back the tears We live amongst the biggest fire in years. But this fire on the
hill We pack our bags
and grab the dogs But this fire on
the hill |
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M. Scott Harding © November, 2003 |