Fire Song

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They say that bread is the staff of life –

Which without you it is but seeds of hay,

We seek comfort and shelter

Behind firm walls brick –

Which without you are merely clay.

To your warmth and brightness

We are drawn –

As you turn our nights to day.

Your glowing embers

Give us hope

And hold the cold and dark at bay.

Padre

 

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