Who tends the fire
Who keeps the torches lit
Who fills your eyes with smoke
So you can't see
I need the fire
I need the torches lit
To see through all the smoke covering me
I have seen the fires burning
Burning through the night
I have watched the tides a turning
And they go from dark to light
What is this meaning
What does this writing mean
Where do I go
What do I do for now
Prophecies are foolish
They never last
They never speak the truth
So why are they calling me now.
I don't know cause I cannot see
All I 'm sure is gotta be
I'm not sure that I 'm even me
But I know that I gotta be
Yes I know that you're gonna die.
Birth, life, death, is the reason why
Save those fears that you're gonna cry.
Cause I know that you're gonna die
Yes I know I cannot see
And I 'm sure that I gotta be
All these voices are killin' me
But they say that I got
Say that I got
Say that I gotta be me.
Who tends the fire
Who keeps the torches lit
Who fill your eyes with smoke
So you can't see
I need the fire
I need the torches lit to see
