How do you see it? 
 The dreams gone
 Faded fires, moving on
 Why do you need it? 
 The [bad word]  Over you, to undertow

 Honestly I can’t believe it’s burning again
 Like the first fire [bad word] from the fences, you don’t have to pretend
 In the first fire

 And if you can find it, don’t let go 
 Hold it tight, keep it close
 Don’t even fight it, the leaves fall
 Over me, for every blow

 Honestly, I can’t believe it’s burning again
 Like the first fires [bad word] from fences, you don’t have to pretend
 First fires

 And all the memories are calling my name
 For the first fire
 Honestly, I can’t believe it’s burning again
 Like the first fires

 Like the first fires 

 Honestly, I can’t believe it’s burning again
 Honestly, I can’t believe it’s burning again
 Like the first fires