Blaze Awake

The summer dry, the air is thin

A sudden spark upon the wind (mhmm)

And it rises to the crown of the pines

Running faster than the telephone lines

Wildfire washing over the hills Burning up the valleys and the window

sills

Everything is changing in a flash of red

Wildfire driving us ahead (hooo-aaah)

We watch the smoke obscure the sun

Nowhere left for us to run (yeah)

After the heat, after the flame

We will be waiting for the rain to claim

The ash

on the ground

Wildfire washing over the hills Burning up the valleys and the window

sills

Everything is changing in a flash of red

Wildfire driving us ahead

Just ash on the wind... (mmmmm)