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The Fire
Victim of a tragedy, survivor of a wreck
Memory flashes pass me by, I never will forget
Haunted by a nightmare in the middle of the day
Think of those who lost their lives to save my life and pray
Guilty cause I’m living, grateful I’m not dead
There’s just so much confusion running wild in my head
How can I find peace of mind when I still hear the screams?
Reflecting in the mirror is the cause of my bad dreams
People say it’s not my fault, I’m not the one to blame
They say I’m like the weatherman, I can’t be blamed for rain
But they came in to rescue me and only I got out
It angers me so much sometimes that I just have to shout
Why do certain lives get spared? Why do heroes fall?
Why did they even choose to save a girl like me at all?
It’s a wonder anyone would give their life for mine
But the fearless men who perished in the fire did that night
I never even sensed their fear; they knew just what to do
They pushed me out to safety and then the fire grew
It took much more than courage just to walk into the blaze
And so much more than bravery to know they’d not escape
I still can hear the sirens in the corner of my mind
Still feel the firefighter take my hand and save my life
I still can see the raging fire, flames engulf the house
I still can smell the smoky scent and taste it in my mouth
And though I hate these memories, they’re part of my desire
Never to forget the ones who saved me from the fire
