Would you care for history?
What is of someone's dark past?
Would you sit and stay for me
when around us all spins fast?
Would you listen with patience
by the firelight burning bright
Would you sit, to stay, to stay-
be hands that hold, night or day?
If the piled sticks stopped burning,
a heavy rain starts pouring,
would you sit and stay today.
to listen through, all the way?
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