Before the Fire Catches Me

I'm soaring in the sky,

Flying high above the Earth,

Fire chasing thee,

Gotta hurry, gotta run,

Before the fire catches me.

I breathe the air; I throw the rock,

Gotta hurry, gotta run,

Before the fire catches me.

I climb the mountain,

I ran through the hills.

I'm separated through my mind,

I'm sick of always being kind,

Now I'm running for my life.

Gotta hurry, gotta run,

Before the fire catches me.