Fire-Bright Songtext
von The Wishing Tree

Michael draws a face of grief
With bricklay brush and limelight green
To trace the lines his grief will crease
And fill the silence in between

Red for danger, green for gold
A fire burns precise and cold
Painted people fire bright
Will burn in fortune′s flame tonight

Michael paints a face of pain
Chalky white and charcoal black
He flexes his sciatic legs
And pumps his knuckles till they crack

Red for danger, green for gold
A fire burns precise and cold
Painted people fire bright
Will burn in fortune's flame tonight


And when he takes his final bow
He′ll burn until the curtain falls
Then hurry to his dressing room
As punters shuffle from the stalls

Red for danger, green for gold
A fire burns precise and cold
Painted people fire bright
Will burn in fortune's flame tonight

But lately as the house grows dim
There's mocking laughter mocking him
And silence when there should be tears
The silence every actor fears

Michael wears a face of smiles
As he prepares a face to greet
The eyes that see an actor′s eyes
The faces that his face will meet

Red for danger, green for gold
A fire burns precise and cold
Painted people fire bright
Will burn in fortune′s flame tonight

Will burn in fortune's flame tonight