Grapevine Fires -
by Death Cab for Cutie
| When the wind picked up, the fire spread | |
| And the grapevine seemed left for dead | |
| And the northern sky looked like the end of days | |
| The end of days | |
| And a wake-up call to a rented room | |
| Sounded like an alarm of impending doom | |
| To warn us it's only a matter of time | |
| Before we all burn | |
| Before we all burn | |
| Before we all burn | |
| Before we all burn | |
| We bought some wine and some paper cups | |
| Near your daughter's school when we picked her up | |
| And drove to a cemetery on a hill | |
| On a hill | |
| We watched the plumes paint the sky gray | |
| As she laughed and danced through the field of graves | |
| And there I knew it would be all right | |
| That everything would be all right | |
| Would be alright | |
| Would be alright | |
| Would be alright | |
| Would be alright | |
| And the news reports on the radio | |
| Said it was getting worse | |
| As the ocean air fanned the flames | |
| But I couldn't think | |
| Of anywhere I would've rather been | |
| To watch it all burn away | |
| To burn a way | |
| Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn | |
| The firemen worked in double shifts | |
| With prayers for rain on their lips | |
| And they knew it was only a matter of time |