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After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns
I heard a voice asking what happens after the fire And then the sound of a breaking window and the scream of a tyre And then the sound of a distant gun and the cry of a hungry child
After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns
I saw Matt Dillon in black and white there ain't no colour in memories He rode his brother's Harley across the TV while I was laughing at Dom deLuise. Now I'm cycling all my video tapes, I'm crying and I'm joking
After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns
The fire still burns, raging through the pain Blackening the promises the tears and the rain 'Til the wind begins to turn
After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns