Closer to the Fire
George Smith & David Brown
Come and see man and machine
Blood, sweat and wood and wire
Through his art he arcs a spark
That tracks back to the fire
Oh closer to the fire
Oh closer to the fire
Oh closer to the fire
Flaming veins contain the pain
Of brains constrained in mire
We think them hugs but drink and drugs
Just keep us from the fire
Johnny Cash had passion that
Could implode or inspire
The Man in black was simply that
From standing at the fire
Tread the red
Hot fire of your soul
Stroll the coal
The pain can make you whole
The artist and the arsonist
Both share the same desire
To use the hurt beneath the shirt
To set this earth on fire
A life that’s just pursuit of stuff
A tick list to acquire
Finds the Loco just won’t go
If you don’t stoke the fire
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