Fire You Run Free

From the ash grey sky

With no birds soaring high

To the trees that used to be tall and green

Their beauty can't be seen.

Tiny specks of regeneration

Slightly fill the nation

A helping hand

For the flame-filled land.

The fire was a beast,

That swallowed the streets

But together we're stronger

Stronger than we are.

Fire is crying

Near and far

Because now the flames

Don't crackle.

And they aren't hard to tackle

Old flames flickering red

It's all up in your head

Fire, fire you are dead.