How did we let it get this far? Where the fire’s so bright That I can’t see you anymore We must have fanned the flames A million small ways But now the smoke burns my lungs And I don’t want to breathe in ash. What do you say? Will you grab the other fire extinguisher? I’m holding mine But this blaze goes out faster When we both start spraying And so I’m praying That we can find some common ground again, No matter how scorched it might be now. ~ The flames have died down But a haze still hangs Will you grab a broom While I clear the air, Sweep the ashes out While I flap a sheet? Will you try to try again with me? ~ I can see you now, across the gulf There’s only a foot of stone Jutting out the side Where we once had a road. The rest was wood, and flared up bright Do you want to start rebuilding Our burnt bridges? I’ll start from my side And hope you start from yours ‘Til eventually, there’s no sides anymore Just one overpass, Passing over what would divide us Just one long bridge that we’ve rebuilt From flame-proof stone this time. 68
The 28th Fire Brigade | Sydney Weber
