[Verse 1: Trance male lead, driving trance vocal, every line on the kick] August came down the canyon on a hot dry wind Took the roof, took the kitchen and the photos pinned Took the swing on the oak and the oak in the yard Took the truck in the drive and the mailbox, charred Lived a season in a motel with a microwave and key Every week the adjuster sayin', wait and see Drove up in October and the hill was charcoal gray Not a bird, not a cricket, not a green thing anyway [Hook: Lena, female vocal, full trance kick, huge sung hook] Only grows where it burned, that's the fireweed Pink up the canyon like the hill can breathe Took the whole house but it couldn't take the seed Only grows where it burned, that's the fireweed [Verse 2: Trance male lead, lifting, every line on the kick] Then March came up the canyon and I drove up on a whim There was pink along the gully like a fuse along the rim Then the whole slope caught again, but it caught in pink this time Every acre where it burned was a flower in a line Lena from the next lot standin' in her slab Where her kitchen used to be there was pink up to her lap Had a bulldozer comin' Monday mornin' for the lot Called the man and told him wait, I wanna see what else it's got [Hook: Lena, female vocal, full trance kick, huge sung hook] Only grows where it burned, that's the fireweed Pink up the canyon like the hill can breathe Took the whole house but it couldn't take the seed Only grows where it burned, that's the fireweed [Breakdown: Trance male lead, ash lift, the drums stop and a long rising sweep lifts like heat off ash, then the trance kick and the hook land] Nothin' grows in the black, that's what everybody said Then it grew where it burned and it grew there instead Every hill in the canyon wearin' pink to the knee And the trance kick comin' up like it's comin' for me [Final Hook: Lena, female vocal, full trance kick, huge sung hook, the trance male lead under her] Only grows where it burned, that's the fireweed Pink up the canyon like the hill can breathe Took the whole house but it couldn't take the seed Only grows where it burned, that's the fireweed [Outro: Trance male lead, the kick still driving] Leave the lot the way it is, let the canyon lead Build around the pink, build around the fireweed Lena on the hook and the whole hill pink Every acre of the canyon comin' back from the brink [End]
