The fire is dying The night will be cold Not a light in sight I've got to go Can you tell these eyes are awaiting the end? That nothing's waiting around the bend? While we stay here sitting still all the hypocrisy's leading us in Light rain upon the fire You've got a ride Free beer all night and I got to drive Beat and battered, gray and old The many years are taking their toll Vote for Democracy, yeah Vote for a word Vote for a word The girl you knew had her own car, her own scars, her own cross The farther out you reached into the night the less she remembered, the less you tried