The flame lights up
It will take its paces
The slow wind whirring it
Fanning the simmering heat
Things will not stay
The way it is now
Sacrifices have to make
Don't let it out of control
The flame is dancing
The waves of the heat
Reaching the eyes and mind
Don't let it out of sight
Walkers on the streets
The shoppers in the malls
The office workers in tall buildings
Flame is for the back door
Let the back door burn
Let the ashes tell its story
Let the flame waves do its work
Don't tell lies it will not worth its day
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