Story Behind The Song

My attempt at getting a Gram Parsons feel -- I missed, but the song still came out pretty well.

Song Description

A moody, love-gone-bad country tune

Lyrics

I watch my fields burning - miles of red is all I see
And somewhere in the flame is the ash of you and me
Sorrow spreads like wildfire and destroys at every turn
Now it's too late for anything but to stand and let it burn

Let it Burn -- every moment every plan and hope
Let it Burn -- block my memories with the ashes and the smoke
Let it Burn -- A million teardrops couldn't drown the flames
So Let it Burn up every trace, maybe I won’t call your name

I’d rather sift through ashes than love in misery
I’d rather strike the matches than get burned by memory
I’d rather take what’s left of us and build a funeral pyre
So take my poor torn paper heart and toss it on the fire

(chorus)

‘Cause I can’t see your face through smoke-filled skies
And seeing you hurts worse than smoke-filled eyes

(chorus)

Let it Burn up all my memories and maybe I won’t call your name