Oh, fervour, you're a low burning fire
I got cold beside you
got to stoke you higher
'til you throw a guiding light
Oh, comfort, you're a joker I fell for
I've been warned by the closed up ones
to stay quiet and still
stay safe and comfortable
All of the courage, all the mustering it up
how is it hard to have
given the yearning for the purpose and love
why not go for it
All of the searching I've supposedly done
and still my fire goes low
all of the fervour, all the stoking it up
it seeks my soul
Oh, morning, you are glory, burning for me
every rise could be guiding fire
have my fear and my noise
I'm here to stoke you higher