Embers Fading
I know that heroes often die
but I can not feel their pain
like footsteps in the dark
I can not see a face
but I know you're walking there,
going someplace- I don't know where.
So is it so terribly strange,
to want to be at your side?
Through all of the days and through the nights
Leaving starlit steps behind.
Strange
how it is so hard
When stillness hurts the most
And when all you do is strain
to make the next sunrise
It's when I need you the most
'cause while your embers start to dim,
I see they still cast a holy light,
a warning, a welcome, my beacon in the night.
So is it so terribly strange,
to want to be at your side?
While fighting our way to the sunrise,
leaving scarlet steps behind.
yes it's strange,
how close that we are,
the distance is too far.
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And I know that heroes often die
And I can not feel their pain
Only the absence of her voice,
and the echo of his cane.
You know, their silence fills the night
And I can not see a flame
So is it so terribly strange
to want to be by your side?
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