From the recording A Thousand Wishes

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Bells ring in the tower far away
Chimes on my patio too
Ashes float like snowflakes
Fire's still burning
The phone is silent and you
Would call if you had a reason to

Palms bending in the wind
Someone's playing trumpet down the block
Seems like the twilight zone
Fire's still burning
Dark sun, orange and gray
I guess you'd call if you had something to say

Dove balanced on a telephone wire
Wind picks up and blows her away
Why is everything beautiful
Alluring, dark and cool
This fire's left ten thousand acres bare
I guess you'd call if you cared