who tends the fire
who keeps the torches lit
who fills your eyes with smoke
so you can't see
I need the fire
I need the torches lit
to see through all the smoke covering me

I have seen the fires burning
burning through the night
I have watched the tides a turning
and they go from dark to light

what is this meaning
what does this writing mean
where do I go
what do I do for now
prophecies are foolish
they never last
they never speak the truth
so why are they calling me now.

I don't know cause I cannot see
all I'm sure is gotta be
I'm not sure that I'm even me
but I know that I gotta be
yes I know that you're gonna die.
birth, life, death, is the reason why
save those fears that you're gonna cry.
cause I know that you're gonna die
yes I know I cannot see
and I'm sure that I gotta be
all these voices are killin' me
but they say that I got
say that I got
say that I gotta be me.

who tends the fire
who keeps the torches lit
who fill your eyes with smoke
so you can't see
I need the fire
I need the torches lit to see