bless the little times
in between you fears and mine
there is no respite from going nowhere
we can keep it warm
if only to stay true to form
and not be so alone in going nowhere

but the fire we are building won't bring comfort
and fuel it isn't safe to leave around
angel you have got me in your hands
I don't mind the walk if you will fly again

rest your fading voice
don't pretend we had a choice
the light is getting dim so don't distract me
I can get us home
but you will have it known
that it's only at your will that they will take me

and spark is flaring up behind your eyes
as you drift away to sleep beneath the weight
of the drinks we had to buy to not get angry
because angry would just set us both ablaze

and you'll never know
I've got some fuel of my own
don't think you're all alone
you see it's really all my fault that this ends badly