You were here for a while in this feverish place Carried me for miles, then left without a trace
This is how you’ll be remembered For how you stood up to the storm Like the lonely light from an ember Still somehow keeps you warm Like the softest hammer This is how you’ll be remembered
The way that a child lays their hand upon a stove There’s a bright world beyond a dark door And it’s like nothing, that we’ve seen before This is how you’ll be remembered For how you stood up to the storm Like the lonely light from an ember Still somehow keeps you warm Like the softest hammer This is how you’ll be remembered
This is how you’ll be remembered For how you stood up to the storm Like the distant sound of laughter Still somehow keeps you warm Like the softest hammer This is how you’ll be remembered