Fire Storm Australia

The fires rolled up the mountain The embers flew over the hills We didn't know how the fires got here And I guess we never will.

We tried to outrun the fires We ran as fast as we could But some people holed up in cars And others in houses of wood.

In the cold grey dawn of Sunday The death toll started to rise A few survivors left the hills With sadness and fear in their eyes.

When the sun shines over the mountain And the hills are evergreen We may forget the horror Of that awful charred scene.

Its a day we will remember Our own holocast Its when the firestorm hit us And broke a community apart.