The Fire

Trouble, war in my mind

I march on, no stars in my eyes

Cold feet as I'm standing still

The clouds won't move, but I know some day they will

I know when I look up

One of these days, I'm coming home

I'm breaking bread with all my worries

Picking pieces off the floor

And I remember all the stories

Told by those that came before

When we can't get the fire burning

And the heart to try, it starts to fade

I will try to find the patience

For the flame to find its way back to me

Night falls on this old road

I was gonna be brave, but I'm just holding on

A dark haze over the hills

The moon won't shine, but I know some day she will

I know when I look up

One of these days, I'm coming home

I'm breaking bread with all my worries

Picking pieces off the floor

And I remember all the stories

Told by those that came before

When we can't get the fire burning

And the heart to try, it starts to fade

I will try to find the patience

For the flame to find its way back to me

Whenever the sirens start calling my name

I won't change my ways

And some day, the sunrise will burn on my skin

And I'll be yours again

I know when I look up

I'm coming home

I'm breaking bread with all my worries

Picking pieces off the floor

And I remember all the stories

Told by those that came before

When we can't get the fire burning

And the heart to try, it starts to fade

I will try to find the patience

For the flame to find its way back to me

Back to me