My Meadow (The Fire)

As I drive alone

Down these burned out mountain roads

I think of you 

And everything the flames consumed

You’re gone, can I go on?

I never really wanted to write

Sad songs but now 

You’re gone and my days are so long

I stare at blackened redwoods growin’

New leaves and the tears stream

In an empty dead field

My Meadow

And now the forest still smolders

Lungs lined in soot, burnt knees, burnt shoulders

Though scarred it’s not the end

I’ll crawl through hell again​

‘Cause that’s how I go on

I never really wanted to write

Sad songs but now 

You’re gone and my days are so long

See the burned out houses glowin’  

Folks grieve all our

Hopes, dreams in an ashen gray field

My Meadow  

Please give a sign that you’re alive

I keep your hell hounds by my side

I never really wanted to write

Sad, sad songs

But I’ll be home until you arrive

I’ll hang on

I never really wanted to write

I never really wanted to cry

I never really wanted to die 

I never really survived the fire  

I never really wanted to write ​ (My Meadow)​

I never really wanted to cry ​ (My Meadow)​

I never really wanted to die (My Meadow)​​

I never really survived the fire ​(My Meadow)​

I never really survived the fire ( I Iove​ / My Meadow​​​) 

I never really survived the fire ( I miss​ ​/ My Meadow​​​) 

I never really survived the fire (​ ​I love ​/ My Meadow​​​) ​

I never really survived the fire (​ ​I miss / My Meadow​​​)