I heard a voice asking what happens after the fire
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And then a sound of breaking window and the scream of a tyre
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And then the sound of a distant gun and the cry of a hungry child
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The night is hot
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But nothingĄ¯s gonna stop
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This gang going wild
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After the fire the fire still burns
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The heart grows older but never ever learns
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The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns
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After the fire the fire still burns
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I saw Matt Dillon in black and white there aint no colour in memories
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He rode his brotherĄ¯s Harley across the T.V. while I was laughing at Dom deLuise
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Now IĄ¯m cycling all my video tapes, IĄ¯m crying and IĄ¯m joking
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IĄ¯ve gotta stop drinking
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IĄ¯ve gotta stop drinking
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IĄ¯ve gotta stop drinking
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After the fire the fire still burns
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The heart grows older but never ever learns
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The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns
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After the fire the fire still burns
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The fire still burns, raging through the pain
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Blackening the promises the tears and the rain
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The fire will burn
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ĄŽTil the wind begins to turn
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And it all begins again
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After the fire the fire still burns
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The heart grows older but never ever learns
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The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns
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After the fire the fire still burns
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After the fire the fire still burns
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The heart grows older but never ever learns
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The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns
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After the fire the fire still burns
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After The Fire
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| Sinead O'Connor |
