Fires From Space

Tony Venuto

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I wake up, I go down, start clearing off the ground
I don’t mind, I'm just picking up sticks
Filling up those barrels, and I'm filling them quick
Building fires so high you can see them from space
Keep doing it fast like it’s some kind of race
I can taste the smoke going down to my lungs
I listen to the echoes of the songs we sung

Get yourself out of the way
Get yourself out of your own damn way
She’s waiting to take you away
Taking you to a new school today
Go and learn all you can
You don’t have to understand
Give her all that you have
Give her all you can give
What she’ll give you back
Is the best reason to live

The fire goes up, the smoke falls down
It’s time to leave, no messing around
The flames are coming, burning trees like sticks
It’s burning houses, it’s burning ‘em quick
The fire’s so high you can see it from space
Leaving here fast like it’s some kind of race
I taste the smoke going down to my lungs
Spitting out the ashes that land on my tongue