The Woods On Fire

Rush for the river we can all swim our way out
We'll give birth to fawns who breathe fire, lungs all full of flames.

Orange were the treetops when we awoke this morning
Clouded was our vision from the smoke
Hearts would race and our eyes would cry “emergency”
Our paws would leave tracks in the accumulation of ash.

And from the sky airplanes are dropping sand to snuff the flames
That burn so bright in the tundra
The deer would flee alongside me in a crucial search for safety
It waits in the river, a crucial search for safety.

Rush for the river we can all swim our way out
We'll give birth to fawns who breathe fire, lungs all full of flames.

So procreate and attempt for an evolution
Adaptation to the woods on fire.

Rush for the river we can all swim our way out
We'll give birth to fawns who breathe fire, lungs all full of flames.

Lungs all full of flames.