Firelight

waking up, climbing through lifetimes to where we stand

where do we go, it's hard to know how much we've repressed

photographs are never enough but we make it work

passing the time is breaking my mind, have we earned all this hurt

i can't help running from all of the things we share

i feel you reaching out, it's nice to know you care

i like the sight of you by my side

there at the end of a long day

talking in the firelight

gone again, on to a place where the light won't bend

what do we find behind the line where our vision ends

memories, gone or distorted, they don't sit right

oh to recall, there's always that fall into black and white

i can't help running up against the same old walls

we keep on putting up, trying to cope with it all

i like the sight of you by my side

there at the end of a long day

talking in the firelight