December Wildfire

Oh, December wildfire
While the flames fly higher
She holds a pen for hire

Oh, December to the core
While the streets they roar
He holds a metaphor

In this holy war
Here at the edge of night
Lit by fire light

Who will come and
Who will go
With the clouds of ash
Spread like snow

The heat will come
And then the worst will go
With every watchful crow

Oh, December wildfire
While the flames fly higher
She holds a pen for hire

In this holy war
Here at the edge of night
Lit by fire light

Oh, December to the core
While the streets they roar
He holds a metaphor

When it comes
When it pours
You won't wonder
What the rain is for

Crawling home
Heart on the floor
You can drop that burden
At the door

Oh, December wildfire
While the flames fly higher
She holds a pen for hire

Oh, December to the core
While the streets they roar
He holds a metaphor

In this holy war
Here at the edge of night
Lit by fire light



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Bowers
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