The fire don’t crack like it used to Just a quiet orange glow Shadows stretch across the wall Like things I used to know Boots by the door, dust on the floor Same chair, same slow creak A man can outrun a lot of things But not the tired in his bones No storm, no loud goodbye Just a fading light When the fire burns low And the night moves in You feel the weight Of where you’ve been No blaze, no spark Just embers slow That’s how it feels When the fire burns low I remember heat against my hands Plans bigger than this land Words I swore I’d never doubt Back when I still believed them Now the wind don’t fight the flame It just lets it thin Sometimes losing ain’t a crash It’s a slow giving in No sirens, no alarm Just cooling arms When the fire burns low And the room goes still You start to hear What you always will No crowd, no show No place to go Just you and the dark When the fire burns low Maybe it ain’t gone Maybe it’s just small Waiting on a breath Or nothing at all When the fire burns low You find what’s left When the fire burns low I won’t pretend It’s still the blaze It’s always been But embers glow Before they go And sometimes that’s enough When the fire burns low One more log, one more try Or let it fade without a fight Either way, I’ll know When the fire burns low
