| I have seen a burning, never seen it higher
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| If you haven’t seen a firestorm
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| You haven’t seen a fire
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| Saw 'em runnin' down the street, with no home to go
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| Just the shoes on their feet, nothin' else to show
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| I have seen hard times, as far I can tell
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| But I hadn’t seen a firestorm
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| So I hadn’t seen hell
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| Saw the courage of the 'fireys'
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| What they’re trained to do
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| But you can’t beat a firestorm, no matter who
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| Saw a neighbour with a green hose and a trembling hand
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| Cursing the thing he loves, this dry, dry land
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| I have seen a burning, never seen it higher
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| If you haven’t seen a firestorm
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| You haven’t seen a fire
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| Saw 'em crawlin' up a log with no place to hide
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| Saw a mother with a joey, before they died
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| Day went into night when it rained from hell
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| And it told us who we loved
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| Guess it’s just as well |