Forest Fire - Josh Wilson

He’s not bulletproof

Don’t let him fool you

His life is a lie

He’s dying inside

From the sticks and stones somebody threw

Our tongues are like matches

Our ears are like trees

Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves

It doesn’t take much

For the flames to rise

And turn a soul

Into a forest fire

She’s not half as strong

As she’d like to let on She smiles but she knows

She can’t take one more blow

From the hate that she’s heard for so long

Our tongues are like matches

Our ears are like trees

Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves

It doesn’t take much

For the flames to rise

And turn a soul

Into a forest fire

Into a forest fire

Be careful what you say

Be careful what you say

Be careful

Our tongues are like matches

Our ears are like trees

Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves

It doesn’t take much

For the flames to rise

And turn a soul--

Oh and turn us all--

Into a forest fire

Into a forest fire

Be careful

Be careful what you say