Every fire

EVERY FIRE (E A D G B E, capo 5)

I leaned into the wind. It blew me down the beach.

I forgot how to forgive. I need to learn all over again.

 

I was pushed by the wind. It felt like lips on my skin.

It told me secrets, it told me jokes. But it could not tell me what to do.

And I cannot do anything more for you.

 

We can’t put out every fire. Some need to burn until they don’t.

Sometimes the hardest thing is not doing anything.

Sometimes the hardest thing is waiting.

 

I leaned into the flame. In hindsight, I wouldn’t do that again.

I have to learn: some things will burn, some things will melt, some things will blow away.

I have to learn every day.

I have to learn every day.