Tell me what you saw when you light the fire,
Tell me what you dream when you saw the sun,
Tell me how you faced it all without crying,
Tell me when you knew the day was done.

Speak to me and warn me of this world,
Come to me and we'll do it all again,
Listen to the sounds that make us alive,
The wind and the earth and the pouring rain.

Give in to this life and welcome the sight,
Make your bed in the silence without flesh and blood,
Horrible, horrible, horrible, yes,
But what can you do when you're stuck in the mud?

Trace the outline and paint the scenes,
Give them your voice and your tone and your fate,
I want to see my emotions restrain,
From losing themselves from a life to a date.

What would you speak from those lips of yours?
What can you do if we all lay down?
Will you breathe and bring me my heart from my mouth?
Will I bear to throw flowers as I float around?

I give you this music to make you calm,
I give you this music to lessen the hurt,
I give you this music to make you last,
So your face would be beautiful, even in dirt.