We passed this burning van on the highway   and there was this huge amount of black smoke enveloping the road   you could feel the heat from the fire through the side of our car   my parents said, oh my god, I hope everyone got out alive

I have to wonder how this can be a metaphor for my life
there has to be something about me there

I saw this burned forest once   the trees were all black and twisted and bare   demented and charred utterly black   they were so pretty and desolate, there in the middle of the untouched green forest

I have to wonder how this can be a metaphor for my life
Maybe it means something, and I just don't know what it is

It once rained all week (it doesn't rain here much)   and the air was so consistently gray   cold wind and water in the early summer   and I wore shorts to Wal-Mart and I was bitterly cold

I have to wonder how this can be a metaphor for my life
There was something about it that struck me as beautiful

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