The snow begins to fall, they walk like ants
we see this as a mouse would
we see it as a bird
their parents all are sleeping
with quiet lives indoors
and when they wake
they won't move much at all
The smoke begin to rise, a fading light
we see it like a man would
we see this as a child
The suburbs are asleep now
all but one little fire
it hardly catches
and we cant see much at all
Little fire
deep inside their bones
Little fire
make me feel so old
Little fire
Wont last the year
keep me up all night
keep me up all night
like strangers voices
answers you wont find
We scarcely see their faces
We barely hear the wind
We see this as a light then as the stars
We see it though his eyes and passing cars
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