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  1. The Fire

From the album Half-Light

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Kelcy Mae: vocals, rhythm guitar, additional vocals
Jason Rhein: bass guitar, additional vocals
Andrew Campanelli: drums
Lucy Cordts: banjo
Rick Nelson: strings, piano
Eric Rodriguez: electric violin
Josh Cole: additional percussion

Written by Kelcy D. Wilburn (BMI)
Published by Parish Road Music (BMI)
Produced by Kelcy Wilburn (Kelcy Mae), Jason Rhein, Rick Nelson
Recorded by Rick Nelson & Jason Rhein at Marigny Recording Studios in New Orleans, LA
Mixed by Jason Rhein at Marigny Recording Studios in New Orleans, LA
Mastered by Eric Conn at Independent Mastering in Nashville, TN

Lyrics

The street is empty
there's no one around
A fluorescent light flickers the only sound
After the fireworks ended
the show hit the road
when the going gets rough
the rough they all go

And they're silent when they need to be heard
Pretending to be free as birds
When they're all imprisoned by sticks, stones, and words
And you know they all hurt

The girl next door
she's living the dream
she plays on the porch
laughs and she sings
Then the circus rolls again
and all is gone in a flash
And as to the who, the what, and the why
well no one's got anything to say to that

Why are we silent when we need to be heard
pretending to be free as birds
when we're all imprisoned by sticks, stones, and words
And you know they all hurt

Everyone's sleeping, there's nobody watching
Everyone's sleeping, there's nobody watching
Everyone's sleeping, there's nobody watching
And that's when you're caught in the fire
That's when you're caught in the fire, fire, fire

Why are we silent when we need to be heard
pretending to be free as birds
when we're all imprisoned by sticks, stones, bullets and words
the ones we don't say because

Everyone's sleeping, there's nobody watching
Everyone's sleeping, there's nobody watching
Everyone's sleeping, there's nobody watching
And that's when you're caught in the fire
That's why we're caught in the fire, fire, fire