I'm Building a Fire

I'm building a fire
to keep you warm
long after I retire.
'Cause this body is
bound to expire tonight, tonight.

And the embers will glow,
remind you what you already know:
that the night
is only a temporary absence
of light, of light, of light, of light.

In the morning you'll wake,
the ashes, the memory,
and the sun on your face.
And I will not seem so far away.
Arise, you're alive. Arise, you're alive.