To Put Out Fire With Empty Hands

We headed towards a spreading fire out in the field
The wind was picking up and nightfall wouldn't yield
We had no water nor were we holding plans
I think we aimed to put out fire with empty hands

There was no plot nor script of which we spoke
Yet we both knew what was ending up in smoke
To blame it on a drought would be to exaggerate
But we clearly failed our obligations to cultivate

Coming closer we confronted the obvious
We were steering towards the undoubted end of us
But I said nothing and you gripped the wheel so tight
It was side by side we would lose this one last fight



Credits
Writer(s): Misha Sedini
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