Holly Throsby - Making A Fire lyrics

It’s cold out but I don’t mind it

I’m making a fire

Out of what I might find here

The old and the dying

We don’t want them coming in

No!

Their heavy machinery

Messing up our young thinking

All night long

Now I’m here

And you’re here

We’re here! We’re here!

It’s cold out

It’s bitter winter

We’re making a fire

Amidst the spitting winds

Our eyes all be wild

And our hearts,

Hear our hearts beat higher!

We have such an appetite!

And I can be kind and kinder

I’ll be kind all night

Now I’m here

And you’re here

We’re here! We’re here!

The wind and the woods are warring

They’re fighting the brightest fight

But oh no, now don’t you worry

I’ll be kind all night