I put spots on a bird of paradise
Snake eyes on a domino
When the bird devours the flower
Then you know
Blow on the fire, ashes blow away

Blow on the fire, ashes blow away
Twisted branch of an aging sycamore
Spider veins across its leaves
Once I stood in its shadow
Watched the fire breathe

Blow on the fire, ashes blow away
Blow on the fire, ashes blow away
Ashes blow away