The world and all its worries
The sun and all its hope
Shadows fall farther
As the days grow shorter.
Raised up with all that hope and worry.
Straddling that line
Straddling the life that was meant for me
Against the life I made for me. That flame that ignited in my youngest days
That flame that saw me get
Saw me get past my past is…
Slowly extinguishing Slowly extinguishing
At least flash paper leaves no trace
All of this is left on my face
That light reduced to ember
Slowly extinguishing That flame that ignited in my youngest days
That flame that saw me get
Saw me get past my past is…
Slowly extinguishing