Fire Line - Billy Strings

It’s a careless wind that carries me, across the great divide

From the wretched underworld, to the place where fear resides

Behind the line you hold, you can only hold so long

When you see my forky tongue, and you hear my twisted song

My sign is the fire line, uncontrolled

My bitter ruthlessness is a beacon to behold

Like cancer grow on, someday to die

Where the water’s flowing, I’m gonna drain th river dry

It’s a poison dream

Keeps me running through th night

I’ll take it on, then some more

By the dawning of the sickly morning light

Burn through the midnight oil, and the bridges I can’t cross

Somehow I find myself in everything you’ve lost

We’ve seen it all before, but it comes as no surprise

Just like reflections of the fire in your eyes

It’s a poison dream

Keeps me running through the night

I’ll take it on, then some more

By the dawning of the sickly morning light

And when the work is done and the Devil’s called his time

You’ll feel a stale breeze, blow through ash and pine

And you may ask yourself, «Where did the endgame lie?»

A question I might ask if I could stop to wonder why