[00:20.20]The lights of the ashes smoulder through hills and vales
[00:28.00]Nostalgia burns in the hearts of the strongest
[00:35.85]Picasso is painting the ships in the harbour
[00:40.98]The wind and sails
[00:48.60]These are years with a genius for living
[00:57.71]The rope is cut, the rabbit is loose
[01:01.12]Fire at will in this open season
[01:06.15]The blood of a poet, the ink in the well
[01:09.57]It's all written down in this age of reason
[01:46.92]The animals run through harvested fields of fire
[01:55.60]The bitterness shown on the face of the homeless
[02:03.40]Picasso is painting the flames from the houses
[02:08.25]The sudden rain
[02:15.81]These are years with a genius for living
[02:24.25]The rope has been cut, the rabbit is loose
[02:27.85]Fire at will in this open season
[02:32.73]The blood of a poet, the ink in the well
[02:35.99]It's all written down in this age of reason
[03:44.24]Fire at will