The fires are burning
The sky is a memory
The sounds I hear are drowning out my past
The sun is swollen
The ground is rising
There's no way I can stop the darkness cast
Leaves of snow- and blossoms of rain
Blooms of heat- foreshadowing our pain
The fields are planted
The seeds are growing
Those who wish to return have amassed
The fires are burning
The peace is a memory
I can only think of going home at last
Leaves of snow- and blossoms of rain
Blooms of heat- foreshadowing our pain