Fire
Beating hard into the night,
The fire grows ever bright,
Sweat appears upon the brow,
Of a firefighter in the fight.
Flames sigh and slow,
Then continue to grow,
The fighter wipes the sweat,
And enters the building, ax in tow.
The fire grows ever bright,
Sweat appears upon the brow,
Of a firefighter in the fight.
Flames sigh and slow,
Then continue to grow,
The fighter wipes the sweat,
And enters the building, ax in tow.