Embers Fading

I know that heroes often die but I can not feel their pain like footsteps in the dark I can not see a face but I know you're walking there, going someplace- I don't know where. So is it so terribly strange, to want to be at your side? Through all of the days and through the nights Leaving starlit steps behind. Strange how it is so hard When stillness hurts the most And when all you do is strain to make the next sunrise It's when I need you the most 'cause while your embers start to dim, I see they still cast a holy light, a warning, a welcome, my beacon in the night. So is it so terribly strange, to want to be at your side? While fighting our way to the sunrise, leaving scarlet steps behind. yes it's strange, how close that we are, the distance is too far. --- And I know that heroes often die And I can not feel their pain Only the absence of her voice, and the echo of his cane. You know, their silence fills the night And I can not see a flame So is it so terribly strange to want to be by your side?