Songtext von Close to the Fires

Close to the fires The blue skies are turning brown And trees fall without a sound Jets crashing through the sky The big sun is burning high The oceans are turning black Tuna nets are dolphin traps Oil spills near a garbage barge It's dumping needles and hospital jars Close to the fires, and under a trance The indians sang and said with their dance To take what you need and leave the rest To take what you need and leave it alone The landscape is full of holes For private business or personal goals Nevada's testing the nuclear sin Designing wars that no one could win The karma debts are out of control They're bathing me inside my soul Beauty pageants with glamorous furs Can you believe what they once were? But close to the fires, and under a trance The indians sang, and said with their dance To take what you need and leave the rest To take what you need and leave it alone