If the fire comes In blue or yellow glows Dance if it's the sand Sing if it's the snow If the fire's damp And there's no room to grow Suffer for its hope Delicate and slow It will smoke a little It may sting a little Take the fire Into the town Into the town Take the fire Fire Into the town Into the town If the fire turns From embers into gold Watch it on the rise Fan it from below If it needs a hand Feed it dry and low Kindle like a lamp Sparks are bound to show Send that fire Up from the ground Up from the ground Send the fire Fire Into the town Into the town Keep the fire up Crackling in notes Cast it far inside Maybe it will hold When it catches light Delicately blow Softest breath alive How it's gonna show