Rather Be The Fire Songtext
von Bryan Martin

Well everybody′s asking how did this happen?
How did you make it so far?
Maybe it's magic, yeah maybe that′s it or maybe I worked real hard
Waking up, living it, making a living with three chords and my truth

Tell 'em

Bring the matches, strike the fastest
Every wildfire's gonna leave some ashes
Been burned and burned out since I was 18
But if you want it all, it costs everything
Can′t fake what I ain′t 'cause when the wind blows
I′d rather be the fire than what's left in the smoke
(Rather be the fire, rather be the fire, rather be the fire)

We ain′t that different, I spent a lot wishin'
Throwin′ pennies in that well
Yeah, it gets expensive, I came to my senses
That fuse don't light itself

So tell 'em


Bring the matches, strike the fastest
Every wildfire′s gonna leave some ashes
Been burned and burned out since I was 18
But if you want it all, it costs everything
Can′t fake what I ain't ′cause when the wind blows
I'd rather be the fire than what′s left in the smoke
What's left in the smoke

Yeah everybody′s asking, how did this happen?
How did you make it so far?

Well I bring the matches, strike the fastest
Every wildfire's gonna leave some ashes
Been burned and burned out since I was 18
But if you want it all, it costs everything
Can't fake what I ain′t ′cause when the wind blows
I'd rather be the fire than what′s left in the smoke
(I'd rather be the fire, rather be the fire, rather be the fire)
What′s left in the smoke
(I'd rather be the fire, rather be the fire, rather be the fire)