After a thousand years, the complete version of "The Fire" composed overnight by Carrie Thomas abruptly appeared in Harrison Clark's ears.
Harrison could still remember the thrill he felt when he saw the lyrics just yesterday.
At that time, Carrie should have only had a basic accompaniment and had not yet finished the arrangement.
So the final version of "The Fire" turned out to be of this style and level?
Harrison felt inferior and admired her from the bottom of his heart.
After the sorrowful prelude was the passionate chorus.
With continuous drum beats like heavy rain, Carrie's amazing energy hidden in her petite figure was fully unleashed through her one-in-a-millennium voice and singing skills, full of personal style.
Carrie, as Harrison knows her now, could not achieve such singing prowess.
Probably, after many years had passed and her singing skills had reached their peak, she re-performed the product of her youthful inspiration.
