Lyrics: Nights At The Fire

See this picture placed there on the sideboard
Old time souvenir of nights at the fire
I hear voices rise to the starry sky at night
There is nothing I just wouldn't do
If somebody would take me there

Miles away from home, closer to myself
All my friends by my side at the fire
With their dirty hands they clutch at bottles of warm beer
Hypnotised by the sight of the fire
Heros in cole- spilled rags

But me and you, we're overdue my friend
What can I do?
No way back to the nights at the fire

Sleepers on the ground, pinewood cracking in the flames
Countless sparks swirming high 'bove the fire
Blackness all around, steps in uncanny silence
Distant nightingale singing a song from out of the morningcold

But me and you, we're overdue my friend
What can I do?
No way back to the nights at the fire

I wish myself back to the nights at the fire
Won't somebody take me there

But me and you, we're overdue my friend
What can I do?
No way back to the nights at the fire

No more nights at the fire!