Wildfires

Underneath the slow revolving ceiling fan
Watch the blades cut through the heavy air
Nothing left to do but to know I can
Walk out, walk away from deep in here

Indents in fitted linen, a crooked half-raised blind
Nature takin' over, raging blaze outside

Those wildfires are lusting for wind
How many steps it takes to say goodbye?

How many miles counts as "gone?"
What's that you do when you turn to look behind
Point with your eyes like I'm the one

Those wildfires are lusting for wind

I always knew but didn't know
Not like I know it, know it now
Stood at the precipice abyss
Took a chance upon a wish

Those wildfires are lusting for wind

Those wildfires are lusting for wind

Indie Pop, Acoustic Guitar, Cello, Rhythm Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboard, Female Vocals, Melancholic, Banjo