My soul longs to fly night sky
Be swept by wind, be blown thrown higher
And leave below my weariness
My battered heart, my bitterness

Like a wild bushfire
Firing me higher
Like a wild bushfire
Firing me high

I roll at night on desert sand
I reach for you, your skin runs through my hands
Your lips, the breathe of breeze at night
Caress my skin in stars delight

Like a wild bushfire
Firing me higher
Like a wild bushfire
Firing me high

The morning sun lights life’s new day
Nightbird’s last calling, flies it’s way
It’s feathered brush, long mighty arms
Sweeps me in sleep restores my calm

Like a wild bushfire
Firing me higher
Like a wild bushfire
Firing me high

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