High Time to Hang Fire

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