Brushfire - Travelogue

We met in June

And nothing could have warned of coming danger

Calm and quiet

Heat would be the only true summer curse

Then came sounds

Of people rushing, panic in their voices

They won’t stop

Until they’re safely in the street

The fire, fire, fire

Is burning down the houses

Run, run, run, run

The siren, siren, siren

Is calling out my name as long as I’m here

The fire, fire, fire

Is burning down the houses

Run, run, run, run

The siren, siren, siren

Is calling out my name as long as I’m here (Rescue me)

The fire, fire, fire

Is burning down the houses (Rescue me)

Run, run, run, run (Rescue me)

The siren, siren, siren (Rescue me)

Is calling out my name as long as I’m here (Rescue me)

The fire, fire, fire

Is burning down the houses (Rescue me)

Run, run, run, run (Rescue me)

The siren, siren, siren (Rescue me)

Is calling out my name as long as I’m here