No answers come, no one confesses

[Chorus] They burn to ash where they used to stand No spark, no flame, no one understands I lie awake and I can’t comprehend Why the fire comes from deep within their end [solo overdriven Hammond organ solo — thick, biting, roaring distortion through tube amps. Fast Baroque-style runs, bold melodic lines, gritty saturated tone that cuts like a distorted guitar, raw 1970s hard rock energy, no polish, warm vintage grit, rapid swirling arpeggios and bold staccato chords] Some were sitting, some were fast asleep Then nothing left but ash and quiet deep No match, no heat, no fire that we keep Just gone to dust while the world was fast asleep [bridge] Books don’t say, science turns away Doctors shake their heads and then they say It’s not our place, we can’t explain the way A body turns to smoke and fades away [Chorus] They burn to ash where they used to stand No spark, no flame, no one understands I lie awake and I can’t comprehend Why the fire comes from deep within their end [Bridge] It haunts my thoughts, it weighs on my chest How can a soul just burn to rest? No answers come, no one confesses Just silent ash and empty guesses [Chorus] They burn to ash where they used to stand No spark, no flame, no one understands I lie awake and I can’t comprehend Why the fire comes from deep within their end [Outro] Still no one knows, still no one sees That quiet fire inside of me…