Freedy Johnston Gone To See The Fire
He hadn't been talking
Parked out of the way
Just say there smoking
Watching the flames
You're going to tell me why
We're first to arrive
She thought she knew him well
Until they had gone to see the fire
When the roof fell in
He lit up again
She thought she knew him well
Until they had gone to see the fire
Friends with her brother
He started to call
Now it's been two months
Summer to fall
A burn on his finger
Smoke in his clothes
Tapping his ashes
Like sending up code
You're going to tell me why
We're first to arrive
She thought she knew him well
Until they had gone to see the fire
When the roof fell in
He lit up again
She thought she knew him well
Until they had gone to see the fire
