Fire from FGHIJ by Edward Hartline

these old eyes just don't work like they used to
youre fading out of focus with the dawn
and these hands of mine just aren't what they once were
all they're good for now is holding on

when did all the warmth fall out the heater
and when did all my hair turn black and white
and this same pair of shoes i've worn since before you had a name
that lately i've been struggling to tie

but oh i still feel like i've got fire
like i've still got some time left in my glass
but i need you pull these laces tighter
because today i'm gonna live like it's my last

my voice shakes more than the house does
every time that old train passes by
and you seem to know all my stories by heart
but you still ask for more every night

what happened to the pictures on the mantle
or the man that used to wear that uniform
the woman that he loved for as long as he could
if only she were here to keep him warm

but sometimes i still feel like i've got fire
like i've still got some time for this to pass
and you know that i've always been a fighter
but today i'm gonna live like it's my last

• Alternative
• Americana
• Blues
• acoustic folk
• singer-songwriter
• Lowell