Colombian Fireworks by There Will Be Fireworks Lyrics
Red-eyed and desperately sad
A girl in Colombia whispered to Cason
"My sister is dead, my sister whose life was mine. What can I do?"
Cason took her trembling hands and warmed them between his own. "Water and ice," he said, his eyes shining. "Ice and water."
Cason sat up with her all night. He pointed out that
At the festival tomorrow the Medellín night shall be a huge canvas
For there will be fireworks
And they will light up your eyes
And you will feel more alive than ever before
Just as your sister would wish for you
Proud as she finally, gently settled down to sleep
In the pre-dawn quiet, he wrote her a poem
A clock, a candle
The moon is finished grieving
The hour brightens
A girl in Colombia whispered to Cason
"My sister is dead, my sister whose life was mine. What can I do?"
Cason took her trembling hands and warmed them between his own. "Water and ice," he said, his eyes shining. "Ice and water."
Cason sat up with her all night. He pointed out that
At the festival tomorrow the Medellín night shall be a huge canvas
For there will be fireworks
And they will light up your eyes
And you will feel more alive than ever before
Just as your sister would wish for you
Proud as she finally, gently settled down to sleep
In the pre-dawn quiet, he wrote her a poem
A clock, a candle
The moon is finished grieving
The hour brightens