What are you hunting here? Child I hunt what will not stand. I bring home the Northern Lights The ocean and the twisting sand I've seen the arrow, climb, climb, climb I know it finds my heart every time. You're taking it too hard Remember the night When the fire didn't answer to the flame (x2) There's no miles in the city now Promises, I've made no promises There's just the grey and the emptiness as it is As it is – I make no small plans, my love But I know hope dies last of all Hope dies last of all (x2) I have mapped my falling sky, Harper's Ferry to the Gauley Bridge, Wichita to Omaha and Indianapolis But I've made it too hard By forgetting the night That the fire didn't answer to the flame (x2) Josephine (x8)