What can you say
out there in the fog
in want of the old flame,
you burnt your last log

The memories are hot
the pain you remember
beneath all the ashes,
that last glowing ember

Don't bother to fan it
there's no fuel to burn
let it go out
save the ash for the urn

turn your attention
to wood that needs chopping
do something worthwhile,
like sweeping and mopping

Sweep out the soot
and mop up your tears
clean out the attic
let go of your fears

Put on the blues
then something upbeat
get on your warm clothes
walk out to the street

Follow it down
to the steamy creek bed
The mineral water
is something, it's said

melts away sadness
and heats up your head
better than anywhere
else I've been led

Water and Truth
are hardly the same
but spoken by God
and heated by flame

springs from the Rock
, eternally true
flows through the mind
much better than brew

Comforts the soul
and eases the dread
lightens the burden
and raises the dead

this is the stuff that
He baptized us in
Hope for the weary,
forgiveness of sin

Gave us His Word
which will stand and deliver
won't ever forsake us
'cause He is The Giver

and when life is dreary,
and love let's you down
you're feeling all weary,
as if you might drown

read Psalm Twenty-Three
and you'll get to the part
He leads you to water,
and rest for your heart

lie back in the warmth,
pulled free from the mire
be freed from the past,
and forever on fire'!