When everything is wearing down
When hours are dim and faded
Cut off from inspiration
Oh to call upon the fire again
And to feed it with a bellow's wind
A song heard faintly whispering
That drew into a crack of light
Comes streaming through the door

When rust has spread to everything
and weeds have choked the garden
In air so thick it's hard to breathe
Tip the cauldron on its golden ears
Sweep the floor until it disappears
An echo answers from inside
Unfolding in the black of night
Wha's ruined is restored

Bodies turn and tides are stirred

When everything is wearing down
When hours are dim and faded

When rust has spread to all the trees
and weeds have choked the garden


Lyrics submitted by Joshjoss

Call Upon The Fire song meanings
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