Clutch - A Good Fire lyrics

I remember [?] for the first time When I was thirteen years old A large field burning outside Damascus In the grips of October's cold All the books in a boxwood pine Who among us can deny We love a good fire We love a good fire I made eyes with a girl whose name I cannot really remember Then again that was some thirty years ago And our words have been lost to the tender All the books in a boxwood pine Who among us can deny We love a good fire We love a good fire Like I'm playing with the words I knew right then that I'd been had Like a lamb among the wolves I knew right then that I'd been had This rusted hatchet weighs Much too heavy in the hand And all across my conscious I know longer trees do stand Sycamore, oak and ash Nothing in this world can ever last Can ever last Now a geezer's nightmare Slowly unfolds The sound of English rain Pisses on the coals All the books in a boxwood pine Who among us can deny We love a good fire We love a good fire We love a good fire Who doesn't love a good fire?