Fires

Fires in the heart
Fires burning by the road of despair
Fires on the hill
Blowing through the bracken of care
Fires on the holy ground
Where sacred rivers flow
Fires in Heaven's sound
As straight as the crow

I've got a burning to do tonight
I've got a burning work
Burning through the pages
Of a script I wrote
About the love of two people
In the towns of the red night

Fires where the dead are riding
On a flickering flame
Fires where farmers are crying
Out her name
Fires like a circus of animals gathered round
Wild and uncertain of each new soul sound

See the dancing animation upon the church wall
Candles of a salvation wax works of a fall
Every icon melting in the powerful sun
Liquid mass of a Helium gas
When I miss someone

All the balloons are blowing
Their jets are rising high
Into a sky that's a glowing
With Chinese lanterns flying by

Even the dragon is growing redder
With each puff of air
Breathing the fire of a holy desire
As flowing lock of golden hair

Some business men are burning
Down the street of a city tonight
Writing on the wall
The worth of all by torch light
And in the darkness the horses call
Across the chasm of their oblivion
Where their riders fall
Down to the fiery pit of derision