Slow falling whispers on pricked up ears 

Slow burning cinders, three long years between 

When we lit them in so much haste 

High hazard seasons, houses laid to waste 



Did you forget it all? 

Do you listen when I call? 

These fire trails lead north 

And slowly back in time, 

Slowly back in time 

Slowly back in time. 



Time has its reasons for letting go 

Comes as it pleases. This new growth beneath 

Where the branches are cracked and bowed 

Covers the feelings these old scars still show 



Did you forget it all? 

Do you listen when I call? 

These fire trails lead north 

And slowly back in time, 

Slowly back in time. 



If only I could have escaped 

Without turning back to take 

Things that I could have replaced 



You just can't return to these days 



Did you forget it all? 

Do you listen when I call? 

These fire trails lead north 

And slowly back in time, 

Slowly back in time 

Slowly back in time.