Fire Burning Still
Words and Music by Frank Gayer Martin
A Sampson-like redemption
And a jawbone of doubt
Gonna swing it at the heavens
’Til they put the lights out
Going to war with a plowshare
From the last to the first
Going to wrestle with an angel
’Til somebody gets hurts
There’s a light in your eye
There’s a light on the hill
Under my bushel
There’s a fire burning still
Your body is a temple
Your wife is a crown
A clatter in the kitchen
And it all falls down
Down in some hollow
Where the sun never shines
Gonna pick up all the pieces
And try it one more time
An audience with the Pope
And all the saints in a line
They argue in my head
They argue all the time
On the principles of angels
And the dark side of men
You can rebuild the temple
We’ll tear it down again
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