[Verse]
We were driving, following the river
A Northern California get away
A burned-down forest, tree trunks and ashes
Must've blazed up like a bail of hay
So we left the car beside the road
And wandered in desolation

[Verse]
Watercolor, baker's globe mallow
Hollyhock, the dawn, and the wasteland
Purple splashes, hope among the ashes
Just enough to hold in your hand

[Chorus]
Some kind of flowers only bloom
After the burn...
We will return

[Verse]
We slept on the ground
The wind was howling like a ghost
When we got back home
There were ashes in our hair and clothes

[Verse]
Now I'm older, look out at the mountains
Watch how the colors slowly changed
I remember the baker's globe mallow
How I never looked at life the same

[Chorus]
Some kind of flowers only bloom
After the burn...
We will return

[Interlude]

[Outro]
Some kind of flowers only bloom
After the burn...
We will return