Controlled Burn

Set fire to the dead wood Watch the old growth turn to ash Not destruction, just a clearing Making room for what comes next Controlled burn Let it all come down Controlled burn Scorched earth, fertile ground Sometimes you have to lose the forest To find the sky Controlled burn Watch the phoenix fly My grandmother burned her diaries The night before she left that town Said you can't start over Carrying matches and a crown Controlled burn Let it all come down Controlled burn Scorched earth, fertile ground Sometimes you have to lose the forest To find the sky Controlled burn Watch the phoenix fly Fire doesn't hate the forest It just makes space For the seeds that only open In the heat