Midnight in London, 1666
A single flame was the start of it
The medieval city inside the city walls
Many unnamed victims of the firestorm
Then came the violence, then came the strife
Movin' fast like a lightning strike
Was it retribution for another sin?
Was it the solution for a plague within?
Nowhere to go and no place to hide
The skies are burning from every side
Take what you can and flee from the flames
Run for your life and start once again
On the wind destruction, chaos and death
Churches and factories, Westminster spared
On the streets the riots, suspicion and fear
The mayor's indecision, hell on earth is here
Still the violence, still the strife
Still movin' fast like a lightning strike
Nowhere to go and no place to hide
The skies are burning from every side
Take what you can and flee from the flames
Run for your life and start once again
Nowhere to go and no place to hide
The skies are burning from every side
Take what you can and flee from the flames
Run for your life and start once again
Nowhere to go and no place to hide
The skies are burning from every side
Take what you can and flee from the flames
Run for your life and start once again
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.