Fire on the Hill

So tell me how has it come to pass

The answer's lost in the sand

The ship has sailed, its sunk at last

And fire burns on the hill

The hand's are dealt, the die is cast

But the question it plagues me still

Cause I can smell the burning grass

Who lit the fire on the hill

The fire on the hill

Far from the hill, its smoldering still

Let me tell you what I've seen

I've lived a life of opulence

And wealth beyond my means

Behind gates and princely estates I've resided

Divinely divided from those so misguided

There is no common ground

And I'll never be dragged down, no, no

In ‘92 and ‘65

Watched the city burn, while the hill survived

I drank my wine and I ate my fill

While the fire rose up to the hill

But who's the one who threw the match

The question it plagues me still

I thought I knew, but here's the catch

Who lit the fire on the hill

The fire on the hill