The trees are on fire

But only a few

Their smoke, their breath

Reminds me of you

And the fire at st jude


All of this when

I thought you were winning

Only something up ahead

Your arms bent by your side

A questioning pose

Before an answer arose


At the fire at st jude

At the fire at st jude

The red engines roaring

Lights spinning

Everyone's sick

Wheres my baby


The fire quick spread

So stand by and watch

It form ahead

Taking on arms

But your kindness

Disagrees with its evil

Your kindness is like water


At the fire at st jude

At the fire at st jude

The red engines roaring

Lights spinning

Everyone's sick

Wheres my baby

Wheres my baby

Wheres my baby