After fire comes the rain

The rain washes away

The blackened soil in the distance

Process starts over again

Near the pyres the women weep

Their tears hiss in the flames

And in the smoke there's a signal

For their sons and daughters to

Take cover

Unless you are on the right side of the fire

But who is right? Where is wrong?

This koan, it's easier said than done

A lonely mariner

Dreamt a little dream

Where in it he was the subject

Of an old song lamenting the sea

"Keep eyes on winds and tides

Neither good, bad, right or wrong

There is a storm ahead in the distance

Tell the stowaways to

Take cover

Unless you are on the right side of the fire

But who is right? Where is wrong?

This koan, it's easier said than done"

Oh, said than done

Oh, said than done

Oh, said than done

Dance while the devil sleeps

After fire comes the rain

Look in the smoke for a signal