The fire came in anger and
There’s little left behind
The woods in desolation sit
Like someplace out of time
A skeleton of what it was
Just bits of trunk and twig
We can we replant it, but
We’re going to need some time
To dig

The fire came in anger and
There’s little left behind
The woods in desolation sit
Like someplace out of time
A skeleton of what it was
Just bits of trunk and twig
We can we replant it, but
We’re going to need some time
To dig