From the recording Songs For Trees
Norine Braun Vocals, Rhythm Guitar,
Adam Popowitz Bass, Lead Guitar
Elliot Polsky Drums and Percussion
Alice Fraser Keys (Organ, Synth, Piano)
Huggybear Leonard Chromatic Harmonica
Produced by Adam Popowitz at Rear Window Song and Sound
Words and Music by Norine Braun
Mixed and Mastered at Rear Window Song and Sound
Lyrics
THE BURNING
We are burning we are fireflies
Caught forever as the dust flies
Far below us in the twilight
Calling timber as they fall us
Descends darkness lands before me
Gates of hell hounds in their glory
We move lustful surging winds blow
We move pointless, although hopeful
But the third wave finds a huge bog
Some are blinded by the mud hogs
Mouth filled up now to the fourth realm
Where the greedy roll up gold helms
For each to swallow and to wholly lead astray
Past the wrathful is a foul smell
On the river angry souls howl
To walled cities where lie flamed graves
Burned out violence in the blood games
Gnarled trees hang wretched limp dolls
Lonely deserts scorching sand scalds
We are one now with the burning of the sun