Fire

In the end there will be no faults
I'm confident that the beach will absorb them all
Later tonight there will be no more blame
We'll lay down in different towns and sleep just the same
From now on, I will make no more plans
My strongest ones lay dormant in your hanrds
Sometime soon I will accept the change
As the evening sun gently warms the Grange
Fire burns out
Nature churns out fools
Some spring days may turn out cool
Still I stay
Will you stay?
Sometimes I think God should erase all memories
To change the way we deal with times like these
That would surely be heaven to me;
For you it would surely be hell
As to seperate the moon and stars from the Atlantic's gentle swell