Grapevine Fires - Death Cab for Cutie, Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla

When the wind picked up And the fire spread

And the grapevines seemed left for dead.

And the northern sky, like the end of day,

The end of days.

A wake up call to a rancid room

Sounded like an alarm of impending doom.

To warn us it’s only a matter of time.

Before we all burn

I brought some wine and some papercups

Near your daughter’s school when we picked her up And drove to the cemetary on a hill

On a hill.

And we watched the plumes make the sky gray

And she laughed and dance through the field of grays

There i knew it would be alright

That everything would be alright,

Would be alright

Would be alright

Would be alright.

And the news reports on the radio

Said it was getting worse

Cause the ocean air found the flame.

But i couldn’t think there was anywhere i would have rather been

To watch it all burn away.

To burn away.

The firemen worked in double shifts,

With prayers of rain on their lips

And they knew it was only a matter of time.