[00:15]Dry brush waits for a spark
[00:22]To be transformed
[00:30]Flames bright and true that would burn all night through
[00:38]To be reborn
[00:45]Is all that it wants
[00:49]But as days stretch, the thought starts to haunt
[00:55]That no spark will fly
[01:10]Were you left here for dust, rust, and wind
[01:25]Not knowing just what kind of trouble you're in?
[01:40]While something still stirs and yearns
[01:51]You can still feel the burn
[02:01]You've lost how days brought you here
[02:08]To stand stranded again
[02:16]Speaking in tongues
[02:20]With no breath in your lungs
[02:23]And calling out
[02:31]But the names all get caught
[02:35]Just as you once knew but now forgot what you've been looking for
[02:55]Was it to or from someone
[03:11]That all this time you've been on the run?
[03:26]Or once again, has your memory been wrong
[03:36]And you've been alone all