Story Behind The Song

Inspired by my virgin burn, Burningman 2008 - American Dream.

Song Description

A song for burners.

Lyrics

Dreams of Phoenixes

(for burners)

Stephen Brunette


We live in bluegrass deserts,
we live by rising seas,
we live in holy wars and hedge funds,
we live in glowing ashes of burning dreams.

We are not alone.
We are all one . . .
searching in a cold, dark night
for a little warmth, a little light.

Maybe a fire, a funeral pyre, to sacrifice some old dreams.
We'll keep a close watch through the night, in case we see . . .
. . . a new dream, a phoenix, rise from the ash of the cleansing fire;
a new dream, a phoenix, fly in the morning sky.

Sometimes I am blinded by fire,
sometimes I think I see the light.
Sometimes I see the future dancing in the flame
like the spirit of the phoenix who will fly tonight.

Sometimes I am blinded by fear
when I don't see where we're goin' from here.
Sometimes I see the way so clear,
but when I try to walk it all alone, it disappears.

I need a fire, a funeral pyre, to sacrifice some old dreams.
I'll keep a close watch through the night, in case I see
a new dream, a phoenix, rise from the ash of the cleansing fire;
a new dream, a phoenix, fly in the morning sky.

Here's to the American Dream, born in troubled times.
Here's to the American Dream, born to be reborn in you and I.
Here's to you, American Dreamer, dancing in the glow of a funeral pyre.
Here's to you, American Dreamer, dancing with the soul of a phoenix born to fly.

We live in bluegrass deserts,
we live by rising seas,
we live in holy wars and hedge funds,
we live in glowing ashes of burning dreams.

Sometimes we're blinded by fire,
sometimes we think we see the light.
Sometimes we see the future dancing in the flame
like the spirit of the phoenix who, I pray, will fly tonight.

Copyright �?�© 2008-2009 Stephen A. Brunette