Вершы: Graham Coxon. Bonfires.

Bonfires in forests
Lamp lights in houses
Warmth obscured
No cause for worry

No need to cry anymore
The skies become gray
But don't stay that way

The creatures you dream of
And friends that you think of
Really care
So open your eyes now

And look to the skies now
They're all there
And trees are too shy
To ever ask why