Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fire Child, artist - Bruce Dickinson. Date of issue: 02.06.1994
Song language: English
Fire Child |
| From the golden brow of a morning hill |
| The shadows rise in the early still |
| The earth is cracked and the dust is cold |
| The embers glow and the fire is old |
| Mountains in the sky, lightning cracks the night |
| Shivering in the cold till the morning light |
| I know this time around, I’m travelling on holy ground |
| I’ve robbed the ghosts, I’ve heard the sound |
| So I ride on into the sun |
| With the shadows of the deeds that were done |
| I can’t imagine what it was to be alive |
| The magic is still in the hills |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Riding on the wind, burning through your heart |
| The parliament indian mission slowly rips apart |
| Promises made, then willows laid |
| And the world was thrown from the barrel of a gun |
| So I ride on into the sun |
| With the shadows of the deeds that were done |
| I can’t imagine what it was to be alive |
| The magic is still in the hills |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| Watch the fire child grow |
| So I ride on into the sun |
| With the shadows of the deeds that were done |
| I can’t imagine what it was to be alive |
| The magic is still in the hills |
| The magic is still in the hills |
| The magic is still in the hills |
| The magic is still in the hills |
| The magic is still in the hills |