Fire In The City

Bob Mould

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    Airplanes flying overhead
    While I toss and turn in bed
    A life in disarray
    Crumbling ground
    Tumbling down
    Run to the sound
    Of a fire in the city

    A sudden jolt, I'm wide awake
    Bolting for the door I take
    A couple things I thought were precious to me
    Crumbling ground
    Tumbling down
    Run to the sound
    Of a fire in the city

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    And as I gather up my sins
    The ashes, they roll in
    My ascension has begun
    Crumbling ground
    Tumbling down
    Run to the sound
    Of a fire in the city
    As the

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    Composition: Bob Mould

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