Making a Fire

Making A Fire

Performer's name：Holly Throsby

Song writer：Holly Throsby

It's cold out but I don't mind it

I'm making a fire

Out of what I might find here

The old and the dying

We don't want them coming in

No

Their heavy machinery

Messing up our young thinking

All night long

Now I'm here

And you're here

We're here

We're here

It's cold out

It's bitter winter

We're making a fire

Amidst the spitting winds

Our eyes all be wild

And our hearts

Hear our hearts beat higher

We have such an appetite

And I can be kind and kinder

I'll be kind all night

Now I'm here

And you're here

We're here

We're here

The wind and the woods are warring

They're fighting the brightest fight

But oh no

Now don't you worry

I'll be kind all night