The Fire Still Warms, Even in the Ashes

“You can burn it all down… but even ashes carry heat.”

I’ve seen towns fall silent, churches turned to dust, Dreams left smolderin’, iron turned to rust. But even when the smoke steals the morning sky, A fire still whispers where the embers lie.

The fire still warms, even in the ashes, A spark survives where the shadow crashes. You can tear it down, but it don’t all die, The fire still warms, though the flame runs dry.

I’ve lost brothers to the bullet, lovers to the night, Watched hope go hungry, faith lose the fight. But deep in the ruin, a glimmer remains, A heat in the dust that outlives the pain.

The fire still warms, even in the ashes, It hides beneath where the cold wind lashes. You can bury a man, but his song won’t lie, The fire still warms, though the flame runs dry.

Ashes don’t mean it’s over, Ashes don’t mean it’s gone. A whisper turns to thunder, And the ember carries on.

The fire still warms, even in the ashes, Stronger than stone, wilder than clashes. Even when the world tries to say goodbye, The fire still warms, though the flame runs dry.

“Still burnin’… somewhere.”

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