Don't let it burn, it's the only thing I have
The house is on fire, this just might be the end
But it should live

The burnt willow will feed the ashes,
It will suffer , it won't mend

We have lived,
You - like them river,
Me - like them stones,
You've had your skin on my crumbling bones

I've rolled along,
You have taken me away from this place I belong
Don't let it burn, this is all I have
Let it live, like a memory, for I'm turning to sand.

-Tariq