The Firemaker began as a cyclical chord progression that just worked its way back
to the original chord going round and round without end. When I decided to use it for
the Rupert Project, it was necessary to splinter the verses and add new ideas for the
chorus melody. Eventually, I came up with the final melody which does well to break
up the static feel of the remainder of the song.

	It's time to build a fire Throw all the wood on the pyre		The guy goes up in a blaze All the crowd are amazed		Not everyone agrees
	Still the creatures have to sleep		Fun comes with the dawn		But there's daffodils on the lawn
	It's time to find why they grow Into the autumn ere the snow		It seems a wood imp has been lost And jumbled seasons are the cost		Rupert takes him home to stay
	Tomorrow they will find his way		Back into the trees		Help us now, won't you please?
	It's time to show him the route That leads underneath the roots		And back to where the imps belong Where winter's sleep can carry on		Then Rupert takes his leave
	And climbs the stairs that weave		From the depths up to the trees		Where his friends are waiting...
	It's time to build a fire Throw all the wood on the pyre				Watch the lights flying high To bless the stars in the sky