The Flame

The flame begins to flicker
Cup it with your hand
You know well what fierceness is
You are a gentle one
You're bound to trample something
When you walk this land
You’re going to cast a shadow
No matter where you stand

The flame begins to flicker
Cup it with your hand

The flame begins to flicker
The high wind shakes the pines
The road across the border closed
By fallen power lines
We ride out the storm together
Two weary Ichabods
At the mercy of the weather
And the fury of our gods

The flame begins to flicker
Cup it with your hand

The flame begins to flicker
Wind always finds the cracks
And runs its icy fingernails
Up and down our backs
May a higher wisdom reach us
And spread across the land
The flame begins to flicker
Cup it with your hand

The flame begins to flicker
Cup it with your hand

DL

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