When the wind picked up
And the fire spread
And the grapevines scene left for dead.
And the northern sky, like the end of day,
The end of days.
A wake up call to a rancid room
Sounded like an alarm of impending doom.
To warn us it's only a matter of time.
Before we all burn
I brought some wine and some papercups
Near your daughter's school when we picked her up
And drove to the cemetary on a hill
On a hill.
And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray
And she laughed and dance through the field of graves
There i knew it would be alright
That everything would be alright,
And the news reports on the radio
Said it was getting worse
Cause the ocean air fanned the flame.
But i couldn't think there was anywhere i would have rather been
To watch it all burn away.
To burn away.
("Grapevine Fire" by Death Cab for Cutie)
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