The ground is cold and hard,
And the times are much the same,
We’ve come from afar,
Now I’m tired of this game

I’ve lost so much on the way,
To carry on seems unfair,
Why should I go back to stay,
When you’re no longer there?

But, when the times are getting dire,
And the light begins to fade,
My legs begin to tire,
And my debts have all be paid,
It’s getting hard to see,
And you’re getting hard to find,
Come lay down beside me,
Come fix my broken mind
Beside the dying fire

The light licks at my eyes,
The embers rise up high,
Is that you in disguise?
Or do the shadows whisper lies?

I know how far I’ve gone,
I know how far I want to go,
I know now that I’m done,
But I wanted you to know

That when the times are getting dire,
And the light begins to fade,
My legs begin to tire,
My debts have all be paid,
It’s getting hard to see,
And you’re getting hard to find,
Come lay beside me,
Come fix my broken mind.
Beside the dying fire

Embrace the heat at last,
Forget all that has been,
To wish away the past,
And erase all that I’ve seen.

I’m ready to watch the dance,
To feel free from all the blame,
I’m ready to see you glance,
See you stare back from the flame
Beside the dying fire

Now that the times have gotten dire,
And the light begins to fade,
You’re getting hard to see
And I’m getting hard to find

My legs begin to tire,
My debts have all be paid
Come lay beside me,
Come fix my broken mind.
Beside my dying fire.