Prune

Stir and stoke, release smoke
The threat is gone
And what's left is
Only a prune

Although not someone brave
I go through all things, even the flames
To show you how much love you
Even without fame
I always think of you in the first place

No use crying
Come, lie, tell me
What happens
The why of pain

Stir and stoke, release smoke
The threat is gone
And what's left is
Only a prune

Go back to your home
Do not go to a dark place
Go back to the light
You will not survive tonight
In this dark and cold night
Even with a flashlight in his hands
That will not help you cross
In order to finish
Their long journey

Stir and stoke, release smoke
The threat is gone
And what's left is
Only a prune