Hartford Blues - Fire on Fire

Where’s the call I promised you?

These nerves run deep through

Can’t say you’re not in my mind

Kind of something like all the time

A seasons coming I can feel the grip

Inside my body thought memories drip

A silent vigil unknown I hold

Wanting warmth but expecting cold

But truly it’s not all bad

Your voice in my head

Helps promote my further retreat

Back to caring and wanting heat

I except these wicked terms

Can’t say I don’t need to learn

Life is long not an easy way

It’s best to smooth in order to stay

Wanting heat

All of the time

Expecting cold