Burnt wood has bared witness to many songs sung
Warmed up the hands
And the hearts of the young
And the old gather round
Till the flames are all done
Passing down their words of wisdom



Talking about a schoolyard crush

And two wheeled bikes

A few rolling papers on those Friday nights

Drink with good people

Get high as a kite

Before they drift away

Out of mind and out of sight



Well that’s not to say you lose

Everything and everyone

Hear me out, take your time

And watch the setting sun

Take your hands out of your pockets

Feel the water run

Don’t worry about tomorrow and yesterday

Is gone



And the words that he said

Still echoing in my head

Don’t sell your soul for money son

Means nothing when your dead

We all walk the same out here

Our blood is pumpin’ red

Feels struggle feel pain

Keep a level head



Find a beautiful love

Look straight into their eyes

Make sure they know

They’re your morning light

And that you’ll never let go

Till the day that you die



This here is love

This here is life