Lyrics

Lost my way in the sea of sand
Holding tight to this broken land

Left the keys and the ring on the old pine floor
Couldn’t fake it, not one day more
Driving west with an empty tank
Chasing silence down a memory’s bank

Out here in the firelight, call me wild
Running from goodbye, like a child
It makes no sense, but it feels so right
Out here in the firelight, under the burning night

Her note still folded in the glovebox
Every word like a barbed wire spikes
Heat’s a thief, stealing my thoughts
But that motel key’s the only thing I got

Spinning wheels on a road that fades
Radio ghosts from the good old days
Let the world call me absurd
I burn the truth in every word

Out here in the firelight, call me wild
Running from goodbye, like a child
It makes no sense, but it feels so right
Out here in the firelight, under the burning night

Lost my way in the sea of sand
Holding tight to this broken land