I'm fairly certain the red dirt on my window pane
Was left there so I could remember the last time it rained
Laced in the lovin' and light through long lonely tracks
Of the tears that I cried on the day you never came back
It's high time to hang fire
It's high time to hang fire
A trick of the light on the day you were gone
It's high time to hang fire
I'll chase my guilt with regret, hellos with goodbyes
Let them slip over this heart and when they run dry
I'll curse what I never said when I had the chance
Now all of time that we had has slipped through my hands
It's high time to hang fire
It's high time to hang fire
A trick of the light on the day you were gone
It's high time to hang fire
Well I've lost my faith in the things I was sure of
And forgotten more than I'll ever let on
Threadbare and grace and welded up true love
A trick of the light on the day you were gone
It's high time to hang fire
It's high time to hang fire
A trick of the light on the day you were gone
It's high time to hang fire
It's high time to hang fire
