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  1. Embers

From the recording Vol. 1

Lyrics

Embers still burning low
smoke hangs in the air
like the ghost of my
younger days
it's not quite there

I can smell the
burning pine trees
as the night crawls around me
frail light in the sky
seems to call me on
seems to call me on

I know that the night ends
only in it's own time
I've grown tired
waiting for the sunrise

Been searching with a young mans lust
though the bottles never been my crutch
and I'm making just as much
for my soul to be free
for my soul to be free
for my soul to be free