A Fire in the Reed Bed

One night, a fire broke at a reed bed
One night, a fire broke at a reed bed
It burnt, like love on a soul, spread
It burnt, like love on a soul, spread

When the flame got busy working on their nave
When the flame got busy working on their nave
Each cane became a candle on its own grave
Each cane became a candle on its own grave

When the flame got busy working on their nave
Each cane became a candle on its own grave
Each cane became a candle on its own grave

Cane asked,1
Cane asked, what’s all about this turmoil?
What’s your purpose for the fire and this toil?

Said, I didn’t ignite a reasonless flame
Said, I didn’t ignite a reasonless flame
I just burnt your meaningless claim
Said, I didn’t ignite a reasonless flame
Said, I didn’t ignite a reasonless flame
I just burnt your meaningless claim
Claim

You were showing off in hundreds of perspective
You were showing off in hundreds of perspective
You were so full of yourself and subjective
You were so full of yourself and subjective
Subjective

For a man is nice having pain or desire
Ayy haa haa haa haa haa haay
The cure for pitiless pain is just a fire
The cure for pitiless pain is just a fire
Is just a fire

Burnt, like love on a soul spread
Burnt, like love on a soul spread