| (I apologize for the poor recording quality. My studio engineer is busy putting fire breaks in neighbor's yards.) I prayed for compassion, and I saw my neighbors' hands; I begged God for mercy, and donations swept the land; I prayed then for courage, and firefighters stepped to the line; So I thanked God for letting, Me live in the heart of the pines. Chorus: Heart of the Pines, Heart of the Pines, Where the phoenix rising shines, You walk among heroes, If you live in the Heart of the Pines. These are ordinary people putting up an extraordin'ry fight, Some ran to the firetrucks, as horse trailers rolled through the night, Some got on their tractors, put fire-breaks in neighbors' yards, Some rescued the animals, when their homes in the pines had been charred. And no one slept homeless, cuz others had roofs to share, No one was left naked, for the stores had clothing to spare, And no one went hungry, for the restaurants called them to dine, No one is left hopeless, when you live in the Heart of the Pines. You can burn up our forest, and turn our trees to ash, You can take all our houses, and destroy our homes in a flash, You can burn down my business, leaving nothing there but the signs, But you can't break the spirits, of those who dwell in the Heart of the Pines. Now we face devastation as we're counting up the cost, But all 'cross our nation, love is found when all else is lost, The heat of a crucible it purifies and refines, And it shows us the treasure, that dwells at ... |
