Chase the fire
Jorge salan
Upon an empty plain
A young one stands
A face without a name
An open book with willing hands
A young one stands
A face without a name
An open book with willing hands
Framed inside a door
The journey calls
The maps are lost forevermore
Behind him just one shadow falls
He walks among the many
That have come this way before
Who will guide this brave, young traveller
Walk through the great unknow?
Sanctify the rites of passage
Who can follow where he goes?
I will chase the fire
Wherever it may burn
Desire will never let me be
I will chase the fire
Everywhere I turn
The fire it burns in me
A broken wing
A ragged road
A sacrifice to get you
Where you want to go
The endless hours
The heavy load
The laws of heaven tell us
That it always must be so
So welcome in the well worn soldier
Still with miles and miles to know
Give him peace for just one moment
Love him and then let him go
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