Lyrics
I remember hearing "severed!" for the first time
I recall hearing the word "severed!" for the first time
When I was thirteen years old
At the age of thirteen
A large field burning outside Damascus
Observing a large field burning near Damascus
In the grips of October's cold
During the cold of October
All the books in a boxwood pine
All the books placed in a boxwood pine
Who among us can deny
Who can deny the enjoyment of a good fire
We love a good fire
The love for a good fire is expressed
We love a good fire
Reiteration of the enjoyment of a good fire
I made eyes with a girl whose name
I shared a glance with a girl whose name I've forgotten
I cannot really remember
I can hardly recall her name
Then again that was some thirty years ago
About thirty years have passed since then
And our words have been lost to the tinder
Our conversations are lost and forgotten like burnt tinder
All the books in a boxwood pine
Books stored in a boxwood pine
Who among us can deny
Again, expressing the universal appreciation for a good fire
We love a good fire
Reiteration of the love for a good fire
We love a good fire
Emphasizing the enjoyment of a good fire
Like a babe in the woods
Feeling naive and deceived
I knew right there that I'd been had
Realizing being deceived or misled
Like a lamb among the wolves
Feeling vulnerable among threatening individuals
I knew right there that I'd been had
Sensing vulnerability in a dangerous situation
This rusted hatchet
A worn-out axe that feels too heavy
Weighs much too heavy in the hand
The burden of the rusted hatchet
And all across my countryside
The landscape devoid of trees due to destruction
No longer trees do stand
No more trees remain across the countryside
Sycamore, oak and ash
List of tree types that have vanished
Nothing in this world can ever last
Nothing in this world is permanent
Can ever last
Emphasizing the impermanence of everything
Now a geezer's nightmare
A situation causing distress for an old person
Slowly unfolds
A slow and distressing unfolding of a nightmare
The sound of English rain
The sound of rain dampening the fire
Pisses on the coals
Rain ruining the burning coals
All the books in a boxwood pine
Books stored in a boxwood pine once again
Who among us can deny
Who can deny the pleasure of a good fire
We love a good fire
Expressing affection for a good fire
We love a good fire
Reiteration of the fondness for a good fire
We love a good fire
Reaffirming the universal love for a good fire
Who doesn't love a good fire?
Posing a rhetorical question affirming the widespread appeal of a good fire
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