The Men They Couldn't Hang - Homefires lyrics

Travel south from the hills Lying covered all in fern With wild heather down in the glen There's a field being burned, soil being turned Ready for the seed time again North East South Westward ho Fires on horizons grow Seasons turn, bonfires burn Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow... On November the Fifth people gather on the heath Point their Roman candles at the sky From a broken branch and leaf they construct a fiery wreath Ready for the burning of the Guy North East South Westward ho Fires on horizons grow Seasons turn, bonfires burn Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow... Half a million homes make the ruined city glow The light in every window burns the same Half a million fires put together makes a pyre Chimney smoke turns into chimney flame North East South Westward ho Fires on horizons grow Seasons tum, bonfires burn Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow... Everywhere the embers blow, everywhere the embers blow...