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And in these dreary dreadful Days of January I often fear that Whatever fire or passion That possessed me to write in the preceding months Is leaving me I know not how or why But with everyday that passes it feels as if the fire is burning itself out But my friends, Blame it on the weather! Blame it on the damp and dark and freezing chill Blame it on the on the news of deaths and the presence of tears But if you want something to believe, believe in this: That **** fire won't burn out Save your Phoenix symbolisms for another day A Phoenix is born again from its own ashes And in my heart there will be no ashes Because this **** fire won't burn out It's fine to stop singing when your voice cracks and your throat burns but that's no excuse to lose the tune So when your voice is healed stand your ground and belt out your song For that fire won't burn out Then embrace the weather Embrace the damp the dark and the freezing chill Embrace the dreary dreadful Days of January Where you fear the fire inside flickers and fades There is nothing controlling that fire but you And if you have the patience to think and the paper to write Your fire won't go out
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 3:14 PM UTC
On Burning Out
And in these dreary dreadful Days of January I often fear that Whatever fire or passion That possessed me to write in the preceding months Is leaving me I know not how or why But with everyday that passes it feels as if the fire is burning itself out But my friends, Blame it on the weather! Blame it on the damp and dark and freezing chill Blame it on the on the news of deaths and the presence of tears But if you want something to believe, believe in this: That **** fire won't burn out Save your Phoenix symbolisms for another day A Phoenix is born again from its own ashes And in my heart there will be no ashes Because this **** fire won't burn out It's fine to stop singing when your voice cracks and your throat burns but that's no excuse to lose the tune So when your voice is healed stand your ground and belt out your song For that fire won't burn out Then embrace the weather Embrace the damp the dark and the freezing chill Embrace the dreary dreadful Days of January Where you fear the fire inside flickers and fades There is nothing controlling that fire but you And if you have the patience to think and the paper to write Your fire won't go out
Don't burn out, don't fade away
daniel-robinson
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 3:14 PM UTC
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