December Wildfire

Oh, December wildfire While the flames fly higher She holds a pen for hire Oh, December to the core While the streets they roar He holds a metaphor In this holy war Here at the edge of night Lit by fire light Who will come and Who will go With the clouds of ash Spread like snow The heat will come And then the worst will go With every watchful crow Oh, December wildfire While the flames fly higher She holds a pen for hire In this holy war Here at the edge of night Lit by fire light Oh, December to the core While the streets they roar He holds a metaphor When it comes When it pours You won't wonder What the rain is for Crawling home Heart on the floor You can drop that burden At the door Oh, December wildfire While the flames fly higher She holds a pen for hire Oh, December to the core While the streets they roar He holds a metaphor In this holy war Here at the edge of night Lit by fire light