FOUR TREES & A CRACKLING FIRE Lyrics

The summer breeze

He was, hunting for lyre

Down to his knees

He was feeling so dire

Resting his hands, they could get a bit drier

Four trees and a crackling fire

Though he had seen

Much of gore, war, and crime

Nothing more scary

Than a man alone with his mind

So as he trembled

At what may lay ahead

The snake had been rattled

And he would hold his head down

For he had broken his own moral high

The summer breeze

He was feeling enlightened

Sinking stomach, realization so frightening

He had become the outlaw he was fighting

Four trees and a crackling fire

Four trees and a crackling fire