Small Fire Burning
Lyrics by Herin / Music by Herin, Whittle
In the half-light
Of a dying night
I contemplate my changing story
When a slow dawn
Keeps hanging on
I hesitate to face the morning
I find sanctuary
When I close my eyes
Dreaming without sleeping
Safe inside my shell
Keeping tomorrow out of reach
When will a small fire
Burn in the distance
Beacon of promise
On an uphill climb
Keeping tomorrow out of reach
What then shall I do?
Where shall I go?
Where shall I turn?
To whom shall I flee?
-Girolamo Savonarolo (1452-1498)
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