A pocket full of matches
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Not a cloud in the sky
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Rusty can of gasoline
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Dry wood stacked up high
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I always run wide open
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That's just what I do
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I leave behind a burnin sky
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That lights up my rear view
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Hey, hey
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Someday I might live and learn
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Hey hey
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Right now I'll let the fire burn
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Right now I'll watch the fire burn
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The blaze is getting bigger
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Flames up to my face
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Scars lare getting hard to hide
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But I can't walk away
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Hey, hey
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Someday I might live and learn
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Hey hey
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Right now I'll let the fire burn
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Right now I'll watch the fire burn
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A little spark between us
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Sit back and let it grow
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Ride the rush and face the fear
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As the wind beins to blow
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Hey, hey
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Someday I might live and learn
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Hey hey
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Right now I'll let the fire burn
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Right now I'll watch the fire burn.
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Let The Fire Burn
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| Sister Hazel |
