I've been
Livin' on a shoestring
Every moment passing
Nothing everlasting
Tell me, do you miss him?
Every time you breathe in
Does a fire still guide you home?
So tell me, why does it heal my soul?
To place my feet on the beating ground
The fire in my lungs is cold
Pray my heart, it won't let me down
And old
Is the land, and the life it holds
It struggles just to stay
Like the ice on my window pane
In such a place of change
At a pace, which the mountains grow
I hope to understand
Some day, before I am old
Even the hardest iron
Will turn to rust
Oh, but the lightest breeze
Can clear the dust
It takes the saddest song
To cheer me up
I need a damn miracle lately
But that's what I have got
So tell me, why does it heal my soul?
To place my feet on the beating ground
The fire in my lungs is cold
Pray my heart, it won't let me down
'Cause I've been
Livin' on a shoestring
Every moment passing
Nothing everlasting
Tell me, do you miss him?
Every time you breathe in
Does a fire still guide you home?