It's the same kind of fire as it burns back home
Trough every winter gone
However few you've known
When embers kept you warm
Through every passing storm

It's the same taste of water on your tongue
You've known since you were young
When first it flowed along

So if you're tryina quench my thirst
Or maybe make me warm
Well someone else has got their first
In the shape of her cup and her arms

It's a smiliar silence, a solemn peace
The least amount of sound
You've ever hear around
And the solitude you found
As helpful as a friend

So if you're tryna see me out
Or maybe see me through
Well someone else has got their first
Well before you

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