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