Fire

The sky was blue like the sea, the fire was hot as can be.

Alarms and alarms the fire is coming, we better hide, we better get going.

Further and further the fire has begun, the fire's not a friend, fire's not fun.

Mother Nature now you know that this is not right and it has to go.

The beast is finally tamed but it's not what it seemed, the plants are growing.

What does this mean?

Is it safe to go home, again we hope it is and that it’s better than back then.