Grapevine Fires

When the wind picked up, the fire spread

And the grapevines seemed left for dead

And the northern sky looked like the end of days

The end of days

The wake up call to a rented room

Sounded like an alarm of impending doom

To warn us it's only a matter of time

Before we all burn

Before we all burn

Before we all burn

Before we all burn

We bought some wine and some paper cups

Near your daughter's school, when we picked her up

And drove to a cemetery on a hill

On a hill

And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray

As she laughed and danced through the field of graves

There I knew it would be alright

That everything would be alright

Would be alright

Would be alright

Would be alright

And the news reports on the radio said it was getting worse

As the ocean air fanned the flames

But I couldn't think of anywhere I would have rather been

To watch it all burn away, to burn away (Burn, burn, burn)

(Burn, burn, burn)

The firemen worked in double shifts

With prayers for rain on their lips

And they knew it was only a matter of time