Santa Ana Winds

Out on the horizon there’s a wicked orange glow
While a neighbor sprays her rooftop with a garden hose
Heard they couldn’t save the horses so they had to let them go
While the Santa Ana winds just blow
The news man, he keeps talking like he thinks that you don’t know
And the shelters, they’re all stocked up with prayers and with hopes
And it’s, get out now and on your way with whatever you can hold
While the Santa Ana winds just blow
We come from dust and ashes and to such we may return
Light a candle to St. Barbara and watch it burn
Now the helicopter’s leaving, turning eddies into smoke
And it’s hot and thick and black and it’s hanging in your throat
The flames that lick your neighborhood eat you out of house and home
While the Santa Ana winds just blow
We come from dust and ashes and to such we may return
Light a candle to St. Barbara and watch it burn
While the Santa Ana winds just blow
Oh the Santa Ana winds just blow
The Santa Ana winds just blow