Theres a shadow growing long
Over bumps across a rocky path
Over deeper breaths of sleeping
And it's all part of the charm
Of forging something on your own
Of tired hands and distance overhead
Of fixing all that's missing
And it's all part of the charm
You know, I can whisper to you softly
Like the sun, setting behind the trees
There's a fire burning softly
But a fire that is burning still
And there's something to enduring
All the madness and the charm
You know, I can feel it all so clearly
Like the sun setting behind the trees
You know, I can whisper to you softly
Like the sun, setting behind the trees