Like a futile pledge
This fading scene
of a man holding his hand
over his heart
only to hide
the firelight
inside

Dark memories
of similar days abound
when no one was around
to walk me through it
Please undo it

I stand alone
in the places you left me to
I watch you turn
and I know
there's nothing
I can do

I tip the brim
I look within
to see if my soul
is clear enough
for you to see
how real this is
to me

Once again the knife
of my foolishness
has cut me
and done me in

Yet I cannot look away
even if all other lights go out
Your eyes are the fuel
that lit my firelight
and there is nothing
to quench the flame