Besedila: Shawn Colvin. Fat City. Set The Prairie On Fire.

Full, full moon and that same sad nature
I wanna cover every inch of you like ink on a paper
Like the blind parade of souls consumed by religion
I can't wait 'til I get you in that defenseless position

When we set the prairie on fire
Oh, we go down to the water naked and slow
You and me and the heart of desire
We set the prairie on fire
How hard will the wind blow
How far will it go

When this feeling burns down to one solitary color
The velocity of longing melting into each other
It's a song our fingers play all at once and together
You can bet we never learned it but we've known it forever

Oh, I dreamed that we were flying carried up from the ashes
Black silhouettes of velvet against the crimson of passion
We can almost hear the echoes from the smoldering meadow
It's the rapture of the angels and the rage of the devil

When we set the prairie on fire
Oh, we go down to the water naked and slow
You and me, oo, and the heart of desire
We set the prairie on fire
How hard will the wind blow
How far will it go

In the cool dusk of horses through the rusted wires of sleep
With our arms around midnight we're headed for release
We go riding in the wind, we go riding in the dark
Riding, riding, oh oh

When we set the prairie on fire
Oh, we go down to the water naked and slow
You and me, you and me and the heart of desire
We set the prairie on fire
How hard will the wind blow
How far will it go

How far will it go
How far will it go
How far will it go
How far will it go