wildfire

we watch as people run from paradise
to warning sound of siren and of bell
the hearts of heroes turn to blocks of ice

the news reports seem far now from precise
there is not much that there is left to tell
we watch as people run from paradise

a foolish wanderer might cast the dice
but only losers pause to give a yell
the hearts of heroes turn to blocks of ice

we might have made the journey once or twice
and had no thought that things would not go well
we watch as people run from paradise

the staunchest of our guardians turn to mice
what once seemed a great fortress is a shell
the hearts of heroes turn to blocks of ice

no one could tell you what the final price
turned out to be nor what broke the great spell
we watch as people run from paradise
the hearts of heroes turn to blocks of ice