| Song | Wildfire |
| Artist | The Silk Demise |
| Album | Midnight Eyes |
| Wake to this: | |
| Choking thoughts have blossomed flames | |
| Wake to this: | |
| A paper city falling, charred and grey | |
| I can't keep staring at the sky | |
| I can't keep staring at the sky | |
| Close my eyes, but I see the spark from inside | |
| It's the way I dream you | |
| Between the hills on fire and wish for rain | |
| It's the way I dream you | |
| Smoke signals rise | |
| Is there any help in sight? | |
| I'll watch for signs | |
| That the fire's growing dim | |
| And new life can begin |