I don’t know anything about the fire, but it’s coming anyway. And it’s going to burn, burn, burn. I see the smoke on the horizon. But there’s peace in this place. Though it’s going to burn, burn, burn. I feel the weight of my sorrows. I feel it lifted away, as they burn, burn, burn. I gave everything I had to give, and I’d do it all again. I’m going to burn, burn, burn