Fire Songtext

Boats of gold hanging by their fiery stacks.
I heard the rivermen cry, We will never know peace.
Are we like a house made of dry grass?
People pass sayin, Man, it won't last.
See the fire and smoke spittin fire and sparks.
Are we like a house made of dry grass?
People pass sayin, Man, it won't last.

Last night I dreamed I was falling.
Where do we go, I said to myself,
If I call your name and you answer crying?
We never knew peace.
Will we never know peace?
Are we like a house made of dry grass?
People pass sayin, See the fire and sparks spitting fire and sparks.
Are we like a house made of dry grass?
People pass sayin...
People pass sayin, See the fire and smoke spitting fire and sparks.
Are we like a house made of dry grass?
People pass sayin, It won't last.