[Verse 1] Sirens in the distance Children counting all the stars Mother praying by the window Tracing names on broken cards Radio speaks in riddles Every headline tastes like ash All these maps on shining tables Turn our lives into their math [Chorus] Fire on the horizon But we are breathing Holding on to every name we know They draw their lines on lands they’ve never seen We plant our feet We will not go If the sky falls, let it fall on me Not on the dreams of the ones who sleep Fire on the horizon But we are breathing [Verse 2] Rumors in the market Whispers tangled in the grain Uncles talk of distant pilots Like they’re thunder, like they’re rain Daughters stitch a wedding dress In a kitchen lit by phones Planning dances, planning futures Under roofs they don’t yet own [Chorus] Fire on the horizon But we are breathing Holding on to every name we know They draw their lines on lands they’ve never seen We plant our feet We will not go If the sky falls, let it fall on me Not on the dreams of the ones who sleep Fire on the horizon But we are breathing [Bridge] Who decides which hearts are counted Who decides whose dawn is done From afar it’s just a target Up close it’s daughters, it’s sons So if they send the metal angels Let them see us stand as one We are more than fields and figures We are stories not yet sung [Chorus] Fire on the horizon But we are breathing Holding on to every name we know They draw their lines on lands they’ve never seen We plant our feet We will not go If the sky falls, let it fall on me Not on the dreams of the ones who sleep Fire on the horizon But we are breathing
