Eighty Two

Love blows warm at night, howls in ancient places, waits for light to decline, when promises are broken, spirits dance their own flame, call out to ancient stones, it will be all right. all you need to say, is just give it time, beyond this war zone, and sacrificial fame, a place we best know, make us laugh in darker climes, no one here's to blame, part of me is dying, do what we can alone, it need not be our shame, rivers rise on their own, please don't turn silent, we'll find home again, return us on the tide, leap at every gain.