Nightingale / December Song - Sunset Rubdown, Spencer Krug

So let me hammer this point home

I see us all as lonely fires

That have burned alive as long as we remember

But like all fireworks and all sunsets

We all burn in different ways

You are a fast explosion

And I am the embers

And though your flames are quick and mean

They will not last the year

But expire like a sudden falling star

That only nightingales had seen before

Migrating to southern jungles

And in this way you will come find me in December

He said he’d like to move to Nashville to master the guitar

Where he would live a single day the way I live a single year

He covered his body in mud

Went hunting for the sun

Then went swimming in a lake of holy water

Oh, you are too hot for me

I am too slow for you

You are a vast explosion

And I am the embers

You need the one who slowly burns

And burns to stay alive

And in this way you will come find me in December

Oh, oh, oh

So let me hammer this point home

I see us all as lonely fires

That have burned alive as long as we remember

But like all sacrificial virgins

We all burn in different ways

You are a vast explosion

And I am the embers

And though your flames are quick and mean

They will not last the year

But expire like a sudden shooting star

That only nightingales had seen before

Transforming into bluebirds

And in this way you will come find me in December