Returning From Our Sweep,
Home To Sadrid Weyr,
Can't Wait To Get Some Sleep!
I Feel My Dragon Hum
At The Thought Of His Great Bed
But Suddenly He Roars And Flames
At Unexpected Thread! Oh!
Flee The Scene, Go Between, Have To Raise The Weyr!
Thread Is Falling Early, We Must Flame It In The Air, Oh!
Sound The Call, Time For Fall, Get The Firestone Packed!
Send The Weyrlings Out At Once, I Need Another Sack!
The Wings Fly Out In Force
Upon Our Urgent Call
We'll Have To Time It, Of Course
To Make It To The Fall
As Flames Rip Through The Air
And Thread Burns Into Ash
We Skip Between To Catch A Clump
Then Back Before We Crash! Oh!
Flee The Scene, Go Between, Missed It By A Hair!
Thread Is Falling Early, We Must Flame It In The Air, Oh!
Sound The Call, One And All, Get That Firestone Packed!
Send The Weyrlings Out At Once, I Need Another Sack!
The Holders Down Below
Are Fighting Thread As Well
Flamethrowers Cast A Glow
Who's Winning? Who Can Tell!
The Weyrlings Come At Last
With Heavy Firestone Packs
I Catch One As They Fly Above
And Dump My Empty Sacks! Oh!
Flee The Scene, Go Between, Hurry! Over There!
Thread Is Falling Early, We Must Flame It In The Air, Oh!
Sound The Call, One And All, Get That Firestone Packed!
Send The Weyrlings Out At Once To Fill Those Empty Sacks!
(Slower)
The Threadfall Finally Ends
We Fly Back To The Weyr
And Land Beside Our Friends
Who Were Wounded In The Air
A Weyrling Scored By Thread
Lies By His Loyal Green
She Waits Until He Breathes His Last
Then Dives Into Between.
(Soft And Mournful)
Fled The Scene, Gone Between, No More Loads To Bear
Having Done Their Duty, Gave Their Lives Up For The Weyr, Oh,
Sound The Call, One And All, Keen To Bring Them Back
You Know It Wasn't Worth It Just For One Old Firestone Sack.