Hard contemporary folk and acoustic rock
Lyrics
Bushfire
Smoke on the horizon
Blowing Cockatoo way
Gray ash floating down like snow
A hot and gusty Wednesday
And its coming
I think its coming
Chorus:
Howling like a devil in the night
Bushfire come better run for your life
Through the choking haze
Comes a searing flame
Better pray no more lives will be lost today
Houses scattered on the hillside
Nestled in a forest paradise
Built for seclusion
Now there going to pay the price
Cause its coming
I can hear it coming
Chorus
Narrow tracks through the gorges
No room to turn the tankers round
Volunteers caught in the gullies
Ten men laid in the ground
And its coming
Oh God its coming
Chorus
